What would life be if I weren’t able to write about it? So many things to see and think about, so many conflicting emotions in one day’s time, lots of beauty, comments from others, questions about why people or things are as they are–I’d probably be like a boiling pot–I’d spill right over the edge, […]
Oct 8, 2020
Finishing Touches
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The day began nicely with an invitation from a Christian periodical to do some writing for them. That should be fun. For quite some time, I’d been promising my refrigerator a good cleaning. She and I go back quite a number of years and I’d been neglecting her. Sometimes, we take people and things for […]
Sep 25, 2020
Is That All?
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I thought you might enjoy this from six years ago. Yesterday was a day of unfolding stories and learning how some stories ended. I saw and talked with three friends from completely different backgrounds and different walks in life. I don’t see them often; in fact, I haven’t seen a couple of them in years. I caught up […]
Aug 18, 2020
Stop While You’re Ahead
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Stop while you’re ahead. I used to hear this phrase a lot; not so much nowadays. It means to cut it out, stop doing or saying whatever. It’s useful in a lot of circumstances, but certainly in speaking or writing. One of the hardest things a writer has to do is delete those unnecessary words […]
Aug 4, 2020
Augustus and His Namesake
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If you have an August birthday, you were born in an interesting month–a month with a history. To start with, it was once called Sextilis and was the sixth month. Then, along came powerful Augustus Caesar. It was renamed August in the year 8 B.C. The lovely Peridot is your birth stone and you have […]
Jul 7, 2020
A Shadow on the Rock, Chapter 2
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Chapter Two The trail Miss Georgia followed dipped down into a small ravine. In rainy weather, a creek meandered through, but now only a few pools of water puddled in the low places. This wet weather creek dead-ended farther back in the woods, in a cave. Miss Georgia had only been as far as the […]
