The Healing Woods by Blanche Day Manos Long, long ago in the forest, in quiet and shadowy hills, The Cherokee used roots and berries and leaves to cure their ills. There was blackberry tea for the stomach, and yellow dock for a cut toe, Sumac would soothe poison ivy, and wild rose would make […]
Nov 12, 2020
A Murderer Among the Mourners
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I had no invitation to Miss Evangeline’s funeral. That wasn’t the way things were done in small-town Ednalee. Her death notice and a short obituary were in the local paper, giving the date and time for her burial. That was enough for anyone who was interested. It was such a murky day and, according […]
Oct 23, 2020
Rampage
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The temperature today is forecast to climb and then, drop like a rock. Interesting weather. Hopefully, we’ll have rain too. I’m praying for rain for Colorado, California, and other places affected by wildfires. My niece and her husband in Colorado are among those ordered to evacuate. I can only imagine the fear, sadness, and anxiety […]
Oct 14, 2020
Old Barns and Secrets
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There is something to be said for old barns, the kind that has been around for a hundred years or more. In the first place, they demand respect for their perseverance in the face of the whims of life, and, in the second place, they work great in cozy mysteries. At the Saunders Farm, there […]
Oct 11, 2020
Dogs and Cats
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What do dogs and cats know that we don’t? If you have a pet, you’ve probably wondered, just as I have. Sometimes, Nemo’s ears will perk up and he’ll be on alert, looking toward the window or door. His wonderful senses, especially ears and nose clue him in to a lot that’s going on outside […]
Oct 10, 2020
The Sky Is Falling
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To my friends and family in Louisiana, I’m thinking of you and praying for you. I hope Hurricane Delta didn’t deal you a whole lot of misery. Yesterday, continuing with my yard cleaning, I journeyed to the front yard. While under the oak tree, picking up limbs and twigs, something hit me on the head. […]
