It’s that special time of the month again–time for the cozy critique. We’ll miss Judy but even when she moves to Texas, she’ll still be a Cozy Critter, a Lone Star Critter. She has promised to email me of what’s going on in her life. Once a Critter, always a Critter, even though we have to […]
Mar 7, 2016
Something About a Mystery
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Life has its mysteries. You know some real life mysteries; so do I. We never know the answer to some puzzles; we will always wonder “why?” Maybe that is the allure of cozy mysteries. We meet the problem, go with the lead character as she tries to figure out “who dunnit” and then, at the […]
Mar 5, 2016
A Strange and Alien Wind
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The Folgers Coffee is hot and strong, just the way I like it. My little dog Nemo dozes on the floor beside me. The noise of the interstate is a far-off hum. The train rumbles to a stop downtown but it is a distant, comforting noise. Familiar sounds and rituals punctuate the morning but beneath it […]
Mar 3, 2016
And There Sat Ginger Ed
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This is the conclusion of the children’s mystery story. Yesterday (Wednesday) my sister-in-law Linda and I went to Fran’s St. Pat’s luncheon. I made some pictures as did Jane. I’ll post them and the impressions of the luncheon tomorrow. But right now, on to Ginger Ed! Sally scrunched her eyes tight shut and counted sheep. […]
Feb 27, 2016
Saturday Morning Coffee with Blanche
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The coffee is hot; the morning is quiet, a perfect time for a cozy chat with friends. Although I’m in NW Arkansas and you are in various places around the country and around the world, we have a lot in common. In the first place, we like books and reading. In the second place, we may […]
Feb 26, 2016
The Smoke from the Chimney
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The only movement outside my window this morning is a fat, furry squirrel in the crepe myrtle bush. He jumps from limb to limb, stops and eats something, then hurries away. Something on that bush is tasty to the squirrel. This is the kind of still, cold morning when smoke from the chimney rises straight […]
