The covers of the Darcy and Flora or Ned McNeil mysteries are designed to hint at what’s inside the books. They are also like a friendly, open door, inviting you to come on in and have a look around. ♥ The Cemetery Club–The first Darcy and Flora cozy opens with Darcy Campbell and her mother […]
Apr 3, 2019
Why or Why Not
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Life would be a lot simpler if not for that little word, why. As Paul Harvey was fond of saying, there’s always a story behind the story. There’s always a reason why things are as they are and that reason isn’t always what we think it is. That’s why writing is so much fun. […]
Apr 1, 2019
A Tat Here, A Tat There
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You’ll never guess what special day falls on April 1. Sure, I know it’s April Fool’s Day and hope and energy are in the air as well as a lot of jokes about shoe laces being untied. But April 1 is also International Tatting Day! Honestly. I’ll bet you knew that already. I love tatting. […]
Mar 30, 2019
Soggy Saturday Morning
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Rain pelts the house, dripping, dropping from the eaves, running in rivulets down the driveway and puddling in the yard. Thunder stomps through the clouds, loud, then dying away in the distance. Nemo makes every step I do, just to be sure I’m safe from that loud voice that grumbles and growls outside. This is […]
Mar 28, 2019
An Upside Down Prayer
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A Prayer of Cyrus Brown “The proper way for a man to pray” said Deacon Lemuel Keyes, “and the only proper attitude is down upon his knees.” “Nay, I should say the way to pray,” said Reverend Dr. Wise “is standing straight with outstretched arms and rapt and upturned eyes.” “Oh, no, no, no.” said […]
Feb 24, 2019
A Wild, Willful, Windy Day
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Yesterday was just that kind of day. March hadn’t arrived yet; didn’t the wind know that? Was it just practicing for a really Big Blow? Whatever the reason, it was a windy day. Sunny, chilly, windy. It was a Baking Carrot Cupcakes and Picking Jonquils kind of day. So, that’s what I did–baked cupcakes, picked […]
