I think, sometimes, about the popular songs of the 1950s and ’60s. Take Good Care of My Baby, by Bobby Vee, was one of those songs. This must be one of those things that mark me as a Senior Citizen. But wait! Me, a senior citizen? Wasn’t it just yesterday that Bobby Vee, Fats […]
Just a Hint of Snow
·Trees, yard, deck are dusted with snow this morning. Just a bit. It looked pretty as it fell last night, but it wasn’t nearly the inches of snow other places got. I remember walking home from the school bus when I was a child. The bus let my brother and me out at the start […]
A Place Called Home
·Houses can be bought and sold, but homes cannot. Perhaps a home is no more than a few square feet of floor space but to someone, it may be home. Old houses, large houses, tiny houses and tumble-down houses have histories. As I pass them by, I wonder if love lived within their walls. […]
Wintertime Woods
·I drove by a small grove of trees the other day and memories filled my mind of other days and other wintertime woods–times when the trees rose, gray and bare to a cloudy sky, just like this day. Brown, crisp leaves of autumn lay in heaps at their feet. The wind that stirred the leaves […]
Remembering a Launching
·Come with me for a small trip to another time this morning–an exciting time, well-remembered, of launching a brand new series, the Ned McNeil moonlight series with Ned’s first book, Moonlight Can Be Murder. This was a few years back. The picture is, of course, of the Cozy Critters, who are reading my five cozies. Since […]
Time
·Time! What is it? We can’t see it, but it is the most precious gift we have. How much time do we have? Only God knows. What we do with our allotted time is pretty much up to us. I still have this little Hallmark date book that I got way back in the 1950s. […]