A Woman of Her Words

I was seven when I was informed that I had polio, and from that point on my life was never the same. I became a mini poster girl for my...

A Slice of Summer Consider this a warning from a Georgia gal, one who lives in "The Peach State." To convey my summer warning, I must...

To quote Wikipedia, "angels are often depicted as benevolent celestial beings who act as intermediaries between God or Heaven and...

Cornbread and Bitter Greens I sat sulking and skulking in the privet hedge right behind the garage, and I could smell the wafting aroma...

Happy 4th of July to any and all who might find their way to my blog today. I hope your day is peaceful and full of good times with...

This is one of many compositions that came in the middle of the night when I could not sleep because my husband had died. As I said in...

Flag on the Play—Offensive Holding Some people come into the world marked for a unique destiny. Perhaps it is in their genes, perhaps it...

Today I had occasion today to watch "A Walk in the Woods," the movie based on the book by Bill Bryson. (Thank you so much, Bill.) There...

I have introduced the "little girl" part of me to you . . . now let me tell you about the little old lady who lives inside me. For the...

I thought of introducing myself on my blog by listing the many reasons why I wanted to enter “blog land.” But I told my daughter and...