Monthly Archives: February 2021
Day Fifty-nine; Footnotes of Not Just Another Sunday Morning
The other day I was contacted by a fellow church member and friend. She needed to know if it would be possible for me to take her place in the nursery today. Even though I actually had something planned, I … Continue reading
Standing out by Being Your Own Star
When I attended my first Jeep group gathering back in the early summer, I found that people named their Jeeps. I wasn’t really surprised as I had named the big truck that my husband drove. Sweet Lady Green kept him … Continue reading
February Twenty-eighth; Passion, It Isn’t Just Lust
I am sitting here watching two of the feral cats eating the food I just put out for them. At the rate they are eating you would swear they hadn’t eaten in days rather than a few hours. I may … Continue reading
Day Fifty-eight; Footnotes of Fear
I have problems getting people to understand the deep seated fear that I battle. They cannot or will not comprehend what I am afraid of and why I am afraid to begin with. Even my own son, gives me the … Continue reading
Not Just Another Blogophilia Write; I’ll have Just one
Once upon a lifetime ago, back when my husband was still alive, the strangest thing happened. It is funny now, well heck, it was funny then. Let me tell you about the time a Cockatiel named Piper delayed a meal. … Continue reading
February Twenty-seventh; What’s to Like?
Here I sit once again. My house empty but for me and the cat that has gone into hiding now that she has been fed. In my state of retirement, I lose track of the days, they all seem so … Continue reading
February Twenty-sixth; Admitting Affection
There I was, peacefully sitting in my chair, enjoying my umpteenth cup of coffee and alternating between going through emails and gazing out the window at the once again grey sky. I had fed the feral cats. Only two of … Continue reading
Day Fifty-six; Listen to the Music
My son had came in from work and was holding our, his, official in house cat. The cat was making some noise but not much. I kept hearing meowing, then my son heard it as well. We both looked at … Continue reading
A Very Nice Surprise
What now seems like a life time ago, I self published three books. In my ignorance of the mechanics of self publishing, they did not do as well as my hopes and dreams desired. Because of that, and a few … Continue reading
Words from The Dirt Road 