Tell Me Why I wonder about lots of things. “Why” is always on the tip of my tongue. So, bear with me in this morning’s ramble. I go from absurd to serious in the blink of an eye! One thing I’ve wondered about is the placement of garages on newer houses. About ninety-per cent of the […]
Jun 18, 2018
Guests, Flowers, Trees, Beautiful Morning
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It’s so nice to have guests this morning. My brother and niece from Minnesota are visiting and that makes for a good morning. I’m trying to keep the house quiet as they are still snoozing after being on the road so long. Nemo just saw some walkers go up the hill. I cautioned him to […]
May 14, 2018
Once Upon a Time, a Few Years ago.
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As I looked back this morning at past posts, I found this one I wrote a number of years ago. My grandchildren were a lot smaller then. I was working on the first Ned McNeil moonlight mystery. Today, I’m working on the third book in that series. So, because it gave me a warm feeling, […]
Mar 29, 2018
Rainy Day Remembering
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Rain woke me. Thunder too. I was thinking about long ago Etta this morning and my Latty family. It would be dark on the farm at this hour, house lit only by kerosene lamps, no outdoor lights at all. Pappy would take a lantern as he went to the barn to milk the cows and […]
Mar 3, 2018
Beautiful, Lowly Mud Puddles
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Okay, let’s face it–a mud puddle is about the lowest thing in life. But, it has an undeserved reputation because I’ve never seen a puddle on the ground that was muddy–at least, until someone stepped in it. Puddles that remain after a rain can’t help that they happen to be in a low spot and […]
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 […]
