This morning, as I gazed at my lighted Christmas tree hung with an eclectic bunch of ornaments, a seemingly unrelated thought p0pped into my head. With no direction or invitation on my part, that ancient question first uttered by an anguished Cain millennia ago: Am I my brother’s keeper? Now, what on earth was there […]
Safe Home
A couple of days ago, I wrote about my sister Helen. Tuesday, I attended her final service, held in Texas. It was a tribute planned by her children and grandchildren and Helen would have been pleased because her life centered around her family. Each one told a bit about what she had meant to them. They shared warm […]
Books and Briskly Blowing Breezes
Before the cold front moved in, we had warm temps and briskly blowing breezes. Leaves sailed through the air like small russet ships on a turbulent ocean. The sun shone and that was nice but all that huffing and puffing blew in more wintry weather. The authors’ book signing at Night Bird Books in Fayetteville last week was an experience. It’s […]
Waxing and Waning
·Last night, I saw parts of old television programs starring Tennessee Ernie Ford. I do believe that a person has to have attained a certain number of years before he/she can remember Tennessee Ernie. The program last night showed the first Tennessee Ernie TV programs, in black and white. Yet, I remember being mesmerized by […]
Leaves, Books, and Red-tailed Hawks
·I have a riddle for you. What is not quite like a cozy but is still very good? The answer: The Sweetness at the Bottom of the Pie. This is a CD that Peg recently listened to and enjoyed. The author is Alan Bradley. Peg is looking forward to The Weed That Strings the Hangman’s Bag. She hasn’t heard […]
Birds, Books, and Br-r-r
·This morning I checked out the temperature on the computer. It was nineteen degrees! Whoa! I nearly choked on my swallow of coffee. Then, I noticed I had left it set on the Minnesota town where my brother lives. What a relief! I typed in my NW Arkansas location and it read 20.9. Only two […]