As you may remember, I’m working on a new cozy about Miss Tootsie and her friends Carrie and Bertha. This is an excerpt from that story. They walked through the damp grass and weeds along the river bank, trying to dodge blackberry briers and fallen logs. More than once, one of the three had […]
May 6, 2022
The River’s Voice
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The river speaks with an angry voice this morning. It roars; it thunders. Covering highways, houses, fields, and trees, it crashes through the countryside, ruthless and unstoppable. We mere humans must get out of its way or perish. Most days, the river murmurs, a gentle stream, watering animals and crops. On most days, people enjoy […]
May 1, 2017
The Rampaging River and Life
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The Illinois River is angry. It overflows its banks and barrels into farms, homes, and businesses. Its swift and churning current carries logs, trees, and animals that couldn’t get out of harm’s way. It’s a deadly enemy without compassion, without remorse, claiming as its own anything in its path. The river has flooded many times […]
Apr 30, 2017
Rains Came Down; Floods Came Up
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Do you remember the song about the man who built his house on a rock? The rains came down and the floods came up, but the house on the rock stood firm. The weather we’ve had for the last few days will test every foundation. Each time I was awake last night, rain was coming down. Not […]
