Sure do love writing about poignant things here, things that move me. Stuff that really matters. Also love reading. (You too?) Reading takes me to another place. Away from here. Ha. (Not that it’s all that bad here.) But to me, an excellent book is like a mini-vacation. A quiet vacation for just one person: me! Today…
South of the Mason Dixon
So I’m standing in the grocery check-out line exactly one week ago today. The cashier’s grumpy. The bagger’s grumpy. I’m not exactly crabby, but truthfully, I am in a big hurry. The elderly bright red-haired customer ahead of me? She’s not grumpy, not a bit. Cheerful, she’s actually quite cheerful. She’s also in no hurry….
Another World
Folks, it’s bone chillin’ cold here in New England these days. This afternoon, the thermometer read a whopping 23 degrees. Now it’s 14 and dropping. That might not seem wicked cold to you, but it’s a dry cold, if you know what I mean. Ha. (“It’s a dry heat” always gets me.) Another World by allie…
