Happy first day of your month, December angels, all who were born in this first winter month. You really shine with turquoise as your birth stone and tanzanite as your second choice. By the way, your lovely color is blue. Makes sense, doesn’t it? Narcissus and poinsettia are your flowers. Two of everything for you! […]
Nov 24, 2021
Thankfulness
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“O God of our salvation; who art the confidence of all the ends of the earth, and of them that are afar off upon the sea; Which by his strength setteth fast the mountains; being girded with power; Which stilleth the noise of the seas, the noise of their waves, and the tumult of the […]
Nov 22, 2021
As Crisp As Cornflakes
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Children’s books hold a lot of wisdom, information, and joy. One of my favorites is Four Puppies, A Little Golden Book. The four puzzled puppies couldn’t understand the change of seasons and weather changes. But, the friendly squirrel in the hickory tree always set them straight. In the fall, “leaves as crisp as cornflakes” covered […]
Nov 18, 2021
The Earth Shook
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Our planet did some shaking last night that was pretty near to home. This one was in Missouri, felt over in Arkansas. Thousands report feeling 4.0 earthquake near Williamsville, Mo. Another was in Wagoner, Oklahoma, Quake info: Moderate mag. 4.0 earthquake Since they were 4.0 and happened on the same night, is there a […]
Nov 12, 2021
The Monster in the Little Black Box
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An ongoing mystery: why does Nemo sit beside me when I’m at the computer, looking up at me hopefully, breathing his hot, aromatic breath on me, and staring at the black back-up box on the floor. He doesn’t want me sitting here. He dislikes this computer or the back-up box and I don’t know why. […]
Nov 9, 2021
The Whispers of Autumn
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A cornfield in the fall under a full moon–a hundred murmurs of dry, rustling stalks speaking to each other. They’ve felt the warmth of sun and held the golden, full ears of yellow corn, standing with tasseled heads erect, their roots deep in damp earth. They’ve known the farmer and his boy moving among them. […]
