This post was actually from three years ago. The trees haven’t turned color this much yet this year, but they are getting there. It’s kind of fun to look back and enjoy that 2015 fall again. Yesterday’s perfect weather was too beautiful for me to stay indoors so I grabbed my trusty camera and […]
Oct 4, 2018
Love Makes the Journey Worthwhile
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This is a post from five years ago. I re-read it this morning just as a means of keeping up and comparing yesterday with today. I thought, perhaps, you might like to read it again too. Ember Glow When winter’s winds blow bleak and bare The silhouettes of frozen trees, Deep within my heart […]
Oct 2, 2018
Bits and Pieces, This and That
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Yesterday was a day made up of bits and pieces; not a whole, organized picture, but a mosaic sort of day. A visit to Hobby Lobby and the art department is always fun. That’s a place that encourages the imagination to soar–tools that can be used to create. And, since it was the first […]
Sep 28, 2018
Deleted, Due to Overcrowding
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Just think of it–when a person reaches my age, what a large amount of experiences and wisdom she has gained! Each marvelous bit finds a little nook or cranny in the brain and lodges there. Imagine this: a bookshelf over-flowing with knowledge, wisdom, trivia, know-how. Fairly boggles the mind, doesn’t it? I’d like to share this plethora […]
Sep 27, 2018
A Cozy Mystery Writer Blessing
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A Blessing for a Cozy Mystery Writer by Blanche Day Manos The Lord bless thy pen, that it runneth not dry, And thy curiosity and asking why. The Lord forgive thy nosiness And all thy prying may He bless. May he bless thy characters and plot, And thy sales, that they be a […]
Sep 23, 2018
Morning Coffee with a Squirrel
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If I thought he might like a cup of good, hot Folgers, I’d invite him in ’cause I’d like to ask that furry rodent a few questions. As it is, I’ll just wonder. This morning, as I was sitting in front of my window on the world, a movement caught my eye. A squirrel […]
