A Woman of Her Words

Happy Turkey Day to Everyone! I hope this Thanksgiving finds you all well and ready for the big meal. Here in the South it is an...

Bromance on the High Seas and Elsewhere According to Wikiipedia a “ bromance” is defined this way: “A bromance is a close but non-sexual...

It is Veterans Day . . . . . . And I have spent the day so far doing what you would imagine--watching the movie, "The Best Years of Our...

Southern Ways “Neighbors bring food with death and flowers with sickness and little things in between.” I have always loved that quote...

Autumnal Advice Fall is always a busy time of year for everyone, and this one has been no exception here in my house. All families face...

“GaGa-isms” -- Words to Live By A while back I decided to write down my collective hints for a happy life for my granddaughter. ...

Over There, Over There! On rainy days here in Georgia when I was growing up, I found myself stuck in the house. But I had a great...

The Ruby Red Clippers It was an ill wind that blew through Oz that day, as if Almira Gulch had transformed into The Wicked Witch of the...

Warning: This blog post may not be relevant for readers under age 50 or so. The impact of the content could cause permanent damage by...

Baubles For Sale Did you ever buy something for yourself, something essentially useless, and then feel bad that you had squandered a few...

In The Wee Small . . . “In the wee small hours of the morning While the whole wide world is fast asleep You lie awake and think about the...

A Perfect Summer Day I found a quote once that I love: “A perfect summer day is when the sun is shining, the breeze is blowing, the birds...

Silence Can Be Golden I know this is a Tuesday as I write this, but I want to talk about Sunday. As I start to record my thoughts today...

“The smoke and the fire and the speed, the action and the sound, and everything that goes together, [the steam engine] is the most...

Looking for a Hero . . . Holding Out for A Hero* Where have all the good men gone And where are all the gods? Where's the streetwise...

A Last Goodbye and A Small Miracle What I write today is a true story, with no adornments of what happened on the days I write about. It...

Guardians If you have read several of these blog entries you know by now that I spend a great deal of time reading, thinking, and yes,...

To The Moon by Percy Bysshe Shelley Art thou pale for weariness? Of climbing heaven and gazing on the earth, Wandering companionless...

On this day that we celebrate our nation I wish you a good time, a great cookout, awe-inspiring fireworks, delicious food and beautiful...

Buy the Coat . . . Light the Candles I know these two categories don’t have anything in common . . . but, ah, they do. What I am speaking...