“I know for certain that dreams of pecans can keep you awake at night.”c e hollis I have awakened to the sweet scent of toasting pecans wafting through the house like a ghost––a kind ghost, a friendly ghost, a hungry one. I have day dreams of unshelled nuts in bushel baskets, cracked pecans in buckets,... Continue Reading →
A New Season
Today the wind is blowing and the wind chimes clang so loud their music has turned into racket. I may have to go take them down and lay them across the porch swing seat for a day or two. The wind is gusty and it is the kind that comes from the south in the... Continue Reading →
Home?
Dear Home, Where have you been? I haven't seen you in a while. I thought I knew you. How you have changed.Home was where I sat by the window watching birds. Now I watch children run and play. Now I set meals on the table 3 meals a day... Continue Reading →