Without a Song there ain’t no love at all. I love the words and the philosophy. When life is hard, when there seems to be no answer to problems, when nights are unending, we’d have no hope at all without the music of the soul. Hope, no matter how deeply it’s buried, that candle that is small and […]
May 7, 2017
Tiptoe Through My Garden With Me
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My container garden is in full bloom, thanks to my family. Friday, the remnants of last year’s flowers still languished in flower pots, leftover leaves lay here and there, and everything was in need of help. Not this morning. This morning, the triangular area in front of my porch is awash with color and beauty, […]
May 5, 2017
That Warm Feeling Is Going Around
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“Something smells good,” I said, coming in Robbie’s front door. And indeed, it did. Warm food, friendly chatter, friends eating and visiting together–that was yesterday’s monthly luncheon. We were all mindful that it was the National Day of Prayer. Some of our group were attending special services but we were very much aware of the importance […]
May 4, 2017
Speaking the Language of Yesterday
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Don’t you love it when you find someone who speaks the same language as you? I don’t mean language peculiar to any ethnic group, but people who have similar interests and enjoy talking about them. For example, history. I love history! Particularly, I love American history because America is my beloved country and I can […]
May 2, 2017
Winds of Change
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Since it is the 97 year anniversary of the Peggs tornado, and although I re-published it last year at this time, I do so again today. For a time, I wrote feature stories for The Tahlequah Daily Press. On May 5, 1985, The Press published an article I wrote about the tornado that destroyed Peggs, […]
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 […]
