Coffee with Blanche

Coffee with Blanche

The other morning, my friend Jane dropped in for a cup of coffee and a chat. Nothing pre-planned. I love impromptu visits and this morning, if you were near, I’d hope you would drop in too. We’d have coffee and talk about whatever you’d like. Which brings up a question: in the posts that I […]

KOVLV

KOVLV

I’m  happy to announce my second guest post on Whiskey Tales will be up tomorrow morning.  Thank you, Maria Norcia Santillanes. We need an association or club or something to keep our vacant lots vacant (KOVLV). Just as sure as there’s a nice, green area in town with wildflowers growing on it and bees and butterflies […]

The Trials and Terrors of Nemo

The Trials and Terrors of Nemo

Nemo is such a wonderful Sporgy (cross between a Brittany Spaniel and a Corgi). He is a great watchdog, a faithful companion, and is loving with his family and friends. But Nemo has allergies! This morning, I got his chewy bones ready and I’m sure his tail wag meant thank you. Then, I put his […]

Wednesday Wanderings

Wednesday Wanderings

There’s nothing like a steaming mouthful of coffee to open one’s eyes. Whew! At least, I can be sure that my alimentary canal is now germ-free. A wonderful rain lulled me to sleep last night but here it is morning, and that memorable sip of coffee fully opened my eyes. This Wednesday morning’s post is chuck full of […]

Are Some Things Best Left Buried?

Are Some Things Best Left Buried?

Excerpt from Best Left Buried. This woman’s manner so rankled me that I had a tough time controlling my voice. “If the land is yours already, Eileen, do I need to deed it to you?” “Just to be sure there is no question farther on down the line, I think that might be a wise […]

Old Barns and Life

Old Barns and Life

Last night as I sat on my deck listening to cicadas and frogs, I thought how many generations of my ancestors had heard these same night noises. These were age-old summer sounds: the jar flies as we called them, the frogs, a whole chorus of them. I felt as if I could close my eyes and be […]