You are a story. So am I. We all have a beginning, but, thankfully, no ending yet. We are works in progress. No genres on our stories, though. That would be difficult, because at various times our lives might be labeled adventures or mysteries or tragedies or comedies. Some episodes could fit under the romance […]
Sep 24, 2019
Autumn Rain
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Autumn rain falls in the darkness of early morning. Leaves lift their thirsty heads, puddles form around the flowers, bowing under the downpour. There’s something special about autumn rain. It’s a tucking away of summer’s heat, sort of readying the earth for a new season. It is invigorating and lazy at the same time. It’s […]
Sep 23, 2019
New Season, New Outlook?
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Today is the first day of fall! Can you believe that summer has officially passed and now we are into the dwindling down of the year? Just so you know (and I’m sure you already do) Christmas is only three months and two days away. But, this is a brand-new season, and the outlook is […]
Sep 22, 2019
The Cloak of Invisibility
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This is a re-run of a popular post. It’s for those of us who sometimes feel as if we’re wearing a Cloak of Invisibility. Maybe it’s the white hair that puts up that Invisibility Shield; maybe it’s the wrinkles; I’m not sure what triggers this phenomenon. For example, in a room full of younger people, the […]
Sep 21, 2019
Who Is That Stranger I See?
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I write mysteries, but the greatest mystery of all is the identity of the old woman who inhabits every mirror of my house! Every one. I can’t look in any mirror and see the real me–vibrant, young, happy, not a gray hair on my head. No! This stranger has taken over. So, who is she, […]
Sep 19, 2019
Imagination
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Imagination is a wonderful thing, a mystery. It can take you anywhere, to any place, at any time. Children know this. Teachers of young children know this. So do moms and grandmas. One of the things I miss most of all, since my son was grown a long time ago, my grandchildren are long past […]
