“Sit down and wet your whistle.” What? What does that mean? A dry mouth and lips don’t whistle very well, so, this was a welcoming invitation, to come in, sit down, and have something to drink. I grew up hearing whistling. Dad didn’t whistle as much as Mom did. Dad sang a lot, but when […]
Sep 26, 2019
Manos Meanderings
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It’s my own fault that I’m feeling muddled and fuzzy-minded this morning. It was my dream, you see, and the dream was because of the book I’m reading. I’m enjoying Emily Brightwell’s newest cozy, Mrs. Jeffries and the Alms of the Angel. I have the bad habit of waking up during the wee, small hours, […]
Sep 20, 2019
Coffee Keeps the Plumber Going
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Do you ever encounter a plumbing job that is small enough not to need a plumber? I do, quite often. I remember one in particular. A mysterious puddle appeared under my sink and my heart sank. Oh, no! How did water get there? Visions of plumber bills danced in my head. Determined to solve that […]
Sep 19, 2019
Imagination
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Imagination is a wonderful thing, a mystery. It can take you anywhere, to any place, at any time. Children know this. Teachers of young children know this. So do moms and grandmas. One of the things I miss most of all, since my son was grown a long time ago, my grandchildren are long past […]
Sep 14, 2019
Darkness Before Dawn
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Do you ever wake in the darkness before dawn and lie in bed, just thinking? Those hours waiting for sunrise have been written about by many people. It’s in those moments that thoughts, both good and bad, come creeping. Things that we suppress during the day find this is a good time to keep us […]
Sep 12, 2019
Dreams, For What They’re Worth
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Dreams! I don’t mean hopes and goals, I mean the things that pass through our minds as we sleep. Do you pay any attention to them? I’ve read that some are caused by what has happened during the day, or perhaps long ago. Some are subconscious thoughts and worries that surface while we sleep. I […]
