In the third Ned McNeil cozy mystery, the whole mystery centers around an old woman who recently died in a nursing home. Because she is the basis for the story, I have to know all about her before I can introduce her to you. That means I must write a back story. That’s the fascinating […]
Mar 22, 2018
My Grandfather’s Barn
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“He hath shewed thee, O man, what is good; and what doth the Lord require of thee, but to do justly, to love mercy, and to walk humbly with thy God?” (Micah 6:8) That verse always reminds me of my grandpa, Levi Latty. I can picture him going to his barn to milk, morning and […]
Mar 13, 2018
Frosted Rooftops and Flying Time
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The roofs of my neighbors are all the same color this morning–frosty white. But that’s okay. This is March and we don’t really expect this month to be comfortable with only one type of weather. Spring hasn’t sprung yet. A funny thing the other day–a friend called, one I hadn’t heard from in a long […]
Mar 10, 2018
A Mysterious Stranger
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Chapter Sixteen The Carnegie Library, a single story, red brick structure with white trim stood proudly at attention commanding a view of the old courthouse just as I remembered. As I went up the wide, stone steps, a light snow began to fall. Shivering, I tucked my jacket closer around me. Heavy, double doors […]
Mar 7, 2018
Dust and Delightful Discoveries
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This is a re-run of a post I wrote earlier. Believe it or not, I’m still into digging out, throwing away, re-settling, and still finding things I’d forgotten about. Along with the dust, I always make a few delightful discoveries. Housecleaning has its own rewards and one of those is stumbling upon things I had […]
Feb 28, 2018
Rainy Day People
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I love rainy days–always have. And, I love the memories of the people who have shared them with me. Yesterday, rain fell from pewter-colored skies, running in rivulets down the windows, puddling in the yard, playing hide-and-seek with hungry squirrels at the feeders, and keeping winter birds hidden away among sheltering bushes. I listened to […]
