Life in Black and White “Were you alive when everything was black and white?” That’s the question I heard as we stood in the hall looking at framed pictures I had proudly hung. Some photos were in vibrant hues of colors, leaving nothing to the imagination as to the color of the hair, eyes, or to the clothes chosen to mark the occasion. But the old, black and white treasures, from the one of my Grandparents and their children in […]
Category Archives: Writing
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Computers and Old People
Computers. Computers are one of the modern day gadgets that either thrill one or lead one to want to throw it out with the trash. We were raised with lead pencils, paper, and inkbottles in the corner of our school desks. That’s right. There was a little round hole in the corner of our desks to hold the bottle of ink for safekeeping. We had to unscrew the lid and fill our fountain pens with…get this…real liquid ink. Now I […]
May
25
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Can’t Build a Fence
Fences are everywhere—picket, hurricane, stone, wooden, log, and the sturdy barbed wire that stretches for miles. They are along property lines and divide pastures into orderly grazing areas for livestock. My recently released book, Can’t Build a Fence, was inspired by just such barbed wire and a conversation about a cow. My husband and I were driving around our pasture checking fences one day when he noticed a cow we named Walk-thru. That old critter could go where she wanted […]
Jun
23
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Ivy Story
I was one of those June brides. It was 1967 and everything went fine the first three days – then I got sick – really, really sick, and off to the doctor we went. Three weeks later, my health restored, we left the hospital to restart our life with a six-inch pot of pothos ivy in tow. That ivy will be fourty-six years old this month, June, 2013. Several years earlier, my friend’s mother told me their ivy was twenty-five […]
Aug
15
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Norman, The Bull
It was a cold, rainy Wednesday morning when I found the cow dead. My husband had died five months earlier. This cow had been ours. Her calving was to have been a forward step in my life. I went home, trying to get past this loss and continue my healing process. Friday morning, after a restless night, I called my sister, Judy, and told her about a dream that haunted me all night: a dream of a brown, white-faced calf, […]
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ETWG
I have clutched the door frame until my fingers turned white—but the East Texas Writers Guild pulled me through into an amazing new world. A broken pencil and a yellow legal pad will no longer work. They have introduced me to social networking and encouraged me at every step. We recently enjoyed our first speaker by skype, and it was great. ETWG is an awesome group of people. Check the website…www.etwritersguild.org
