The view from my front room window is different this morning–lawns are covered in white. So far, we don’t have much but it sure is pretty. It makes the darkness light, covers over the not-so-pretty things, and paints the world with peace and beauty, As we hurry to do last minute chores to get ready […]
Dec 21, 2017
A Warm, Sunny Welcome to a Notorious Guest
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Happy first day of winter and a hearty welcome to a notorious guest. Today is the shortest day of the year, the longest night, the day when the sun begins heading north instead of south, and a spring-like day in NW Arkansas. It’s as if warm weather and autumn are having a final fling, a […]
Jan 12, 2017
A Hedgehog or a Turtle Day?
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Among the gifts my children gave me at Christmas was this happy little hedgehog. He sits atop my computer and looks on with interest as I type the current suspenseful scene in By the Fright of the Silvery Moon. This hedgehog is more than he seems at first glance. He reverses, and becomes a turtle. […]
Dec 18, 2016
Arctic Cold, Old Man Winter’s Breath
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I feel as if I may be in the Arctic this morning! It’s six degrees. There’s only a skift of snow, but under it is ice. Streets, highways, sidewalks are all slick and dangerous. It’s a good morning to stay inside. And read. And write. And read some more. Presently, about the only reading I’m […]
Dec 17, 2016
Snowflakes on the Tree
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The tree is fully decorated now–my mother’s crocheted snowflakes are on it. Somehow, when I put decorations on the tree December 1, I couldn’t find the boxes of my mother’s snowflakes. Where were they? Well, yesterday, I found them tucked away safely inside another box and now the tree looks finished, completed, and ready to […]
Feb 22, 2016
A Tangle of Tree Limbs and Cozies
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Sunday afternoon, February 21. I gaze at the tangle of bare, winter time branches crisscrossing each other above my driveway. Maple tree and white mulberry limbs snarl together like two balls of yarn after a kitten’s playful antics. I hope the trees do not put out leaves too soon because I’m afraid this pseudo spring weather won’t last. […]
