Tahlequah’s newly renovated library always offers a bountiful array of books to choose from. It’s a busy place with many readers coming and going and yesterday’s book fair added a new flavor to the usual activities. The weather could not have been more perfect with blue skies and temperatures in the seventies. I had fun […]
Aug 16, 2015
Starting Points
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Sometimes I think back to Etta Bend, to the middle child in a family of three girls and one boy who grew up there, as the starting point for my family, at least for my mother’s branch. Then, of course Dad’s side had another starting point in Mena, Arkansas. From those beginnings came (so far) five, six, […]
Jul 24, 2015
The View From My Front Porch
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This is not my front porch. It is a front porch. But the view is not too different from mine. I like front porches. They aren’t as popular as they once were. Maybe it’s because we have so little time to come and sit a spell, talk things over with friends, or just simply stop and look at […]
Jul 18, 2015
Who Is In the Boat With You?
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The storm crashed against the wooden fishing boat. Waves tossed it, rolling it nearly on its side. The men inside clung to whatever they could find, terror-stricken. Up on the crest of a wave they flew, then down into a trough, heavy seas around and above them. Lightning split the inky sky, and wind shrieked louder […]
Mar 3, 2015
Fog, a Phantom Forerunner
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Fog tangles in the treetops and wraps houses in a misty gray blanket. Weather change! Remember yesterday’s blog about the different sound of the wind? A cold front is coming, pushing warm air out of the way to make room for another wintry blast arriving early tomorrow morning. Did you see the 1980 horror film, The […]
Feb 5, 2015
Warm Hearts, Snow Dusting
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A dusting of snow lies across my deck like a drift of talcum powder. The temperature sank below freezing last night and everything outside is cold! Bird feeders are full so when the feathered and furry creatures wake up, they can at least get some fuel in their tummies. As Peg and I journeyed to […]
