Monthly Archives: December 2017

A hullabaloo over cattywampus

Little did you know that Detective Kathy has been on the job–working hard just for you–searching around the corners of this round globe for answers about a very mysterious word! Journalist Kathy has scoured the amazing Internet, interviewed hapless and … Continue reading

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The space between the end and the beginning

So Christmas hath ended, passed away, disappeared into the ethers. New Year’s approaches, wearing bells and jangles, but she’s still in the future. We’re in between, kids. We’re in between the Solstice and Christmas and Hanukkah and other shining holy-days. … Continue reading

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Gifts to give ourselves for Christmas

I don’t know about you, but I have a lot of friends who are suffering at this time of year. You name the boogeyman.  Some of my friends struggle with health.  Others with family issues.  One friend just lost her … Continue reading

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The mystery of the loud thuds

Yesterday, in between listening to Christmas carols and making a pomegranate kale salad, I heard a loud thud. What in the world could it be? First thought: The mail carrier is delivering presents from Portland, Oregon, or Edgewater, New Jersey! … Continue reading

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Our Little House in the Big Woods

    I just received an official notice.  It’s been nine years since I first started blogging about our Little House in the Big Woods. Nine years ago, on a snowy winter day in 2008, the idea arose to spend … Continue reading

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Life is what happens when you’re looking sideways.

Life is what happens when you’re looking sideways. Or up. Or down. Or doing something you probably shouldn’t be doing. Or singing a song you probably shouldn’t be singing. Life tends to bloom when we’re least expecting it. During road … Continue reading

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Close your eyes and imagine your dead father’s face

Close your eyes.  Now imagine your dead father’s face.  Pull it into your inner sight, the wrinkles on his face, the dear crooked smile, the stubble of beard, the gray-brown hair that fell just so on his precious forehead. Feel … Continue reading

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