Saturday, I went to a quilt fair on the grounds of Shiloh Museum. It was a beautiful day and the quilts were blooming on the grassy lawn like so many summer flowers. I’ve found that crafters love talking about their work and these were no exception. They told me about the history of the quilts, […]
Sep 7, 2023
What Can a Storm Blow Up?
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My first chapter of my work-in-progress: Chapter One Miss Tootsie’s nose twitched. Something was in the air besides the smell of spring flowers and the musky scent of last night’s rain. The sun struggled against incoming dark clouds, and the morning felt too warm; muggy, she called it. Not a breeze stirred. Other than those […]
Sep 5, 2023
An Empty House
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The rain stopped and I turned off my windshield wipers. About halfway to Myra’s home, I realized no one in the whole world knew where I was and that was not a good thing. I speed-dialed Cade but got no answer, only his voice mail. Leaving a message, I told him where I’d be. Hopefully, […]
Sep 4, 2023
A Strange Compulsion
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Each Labor Day, I mop my floors. Now, that is a strange compulsion, isn’t it? Although it sounds as if I mop my floors only once a year, I do mop them throughout the year too. And, the word compulsion is a little misleading because no one is forcing me to do this, so maybe […]
Aug 28, 2023
M-I-C-K-E-Y…
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What is it a sign of when I wake up with the old Mickey Mouse Club theme song running through my head? M-I-C-K-E-Y M-O-U-S-E! Mickey Mouse (Donald Duck) Mickey Mouse (Donald Duck). Forever let us raise our banner high, high, higher! Etc. There’s more. Anyway, who knows the reason for pop-up memories? In my work-in-progress, […]
