Hello and Welcome! Come on in and I’ll get you a piping hot mug of very strong Sumatra Roast, a cuppa tea or other warm beverage. Baby, it’s cold outside! Yes, that song, is playing in the background as I write, but it is cold. Frigid. It has been for days and will be for days more. This is late January weather. And not just any late January, but a cold snap in January. Brrrrr. Yet flowers are blooming!! In the single digits F (about -15C). With snow and ice. Spring flowers. Forsythia.
And were is this strange weather happening? Some of you may recognize the photo at the top of that cool Moog synthesizer as being in New Hampshire.
Last week I said I was going to do some drawing. Well, here it is, a drawing of the Firstborn from my book The Fireborn. (I colorized the drawing on the computer). Continue reading →
In the shadowy area where myth and history collide…
A thin man with a very white complexion stepped out from behind a stack of boxes. His red hair stood on end like a flame. Elliot thought the man looked very familiar.
“At last we meet in the flesh, Dr. Everett-Jones,” the flame of a man said. “Impressive how you ran that gauntlet. In just a few weeks you’ve turned into quite a soldier with a deadeye aim and nerves of steel.” The banging on the door behind him increased its tempo. The door surely couldn’t last much longer. “Yes, impressive, but the lesser-born are inferior combatants, aren’t they? The fireborn are much hardier. My friends will be here momentarily and we’ll see how you fare!”
Elliot suddenly recognized the man from his dreams. He raised his gun and shot him, knowing he wasn’t a normal ‘regular’. Elliot ran through the boxes and opened a door on the far side of the room.
“Did you think you could be rid of me that readily?” the flame asked. “You look surprised. Why do you think you can kill me so easily? I died and was raised half a millennia before your god performed the same trick. I’m not dead and I’m not alive. I can’t be killed. Oh, but I can kill you! Perhaps I’ll play with you a little first.”
Hello and Welcome! Come on in out of the cold drizzle. At least it isn’t snowing, though I guess it is on “the mainland”. I’ll get you a nice mug of very strong Sumatra Roast or a cuppa tea or other warm beverage to take the chill off. And where are we? Those who have joined my Coffee Shares in the past may recognize that stack of Beatles mugs as living on Cape Cod.
Thinking of Beatles, I’ve been listening to the Beatles over the last two days. You see, yesterday was December 8. Google it. Yes, one of the saddest days in musical history, when the man who wanted us to give peace a chance had his life ended in violence. Right now “All You Need is Love” is playing very loudly as I type. Continue reading →
Hello and Welcome! Come on in and I’ll get you a nice large mug of very strong French Sumatra Roast, a cuppa tea, or other warm beverage. It is a bit chilly out there right now. It will get seasonably warm today, so still sweater weather, but not awful. Oh yes, were am I? By the photo at the top some of you may know we are in New Hampshire this week.
I will admit that it was difficult going to work on Monday! I wanted my little vacation to go on forever! I did go in, and it was a very busy week. It will continue to be busy for the foreseeable future. It may get worse! In ways it beats not having enough to do! On the other hand, when I have a few minutes of free time at work, I can sneak in a little blogging. I have not been able to sneak in even a minute recently…
Yes, my blogging slowdown that I started over two months ago is still going on. My stats are even farther down, on a day to day basis, than September or October. If I don’t do something, 2018 will be back to someplace between my 2014 and 2015 level. Sigh. I just don’t have time, so stats will be stats…. Life takes precedence over blogging. Continue reading →
Hello! Welcome! Come on in and I’ll get you a nice large mug of a very strong Sumatra Roast, a cuppa tea or other beverage. It is a bright sunny day, with blue, blue sk8ies. It is relatively warm, given the location and the time of year. And what is the location? Some of you may recognize that photo at the top as being taken in my cottage on Cape Cod. (edit – Ooops, if I mention a photo, I guess i should include it!)
This was Thanksgiving week here in the US. I only worked Monday and Tuesday. I drove down here Tuesday night, so most of the week was at the “vacation home”. And for the most part , that was it. It has been a very relaxing week. I have read, studied, walked on the beach, walked in the woods, gone for a run on the bike path, kayaked, spend a huge amount of time supervising “dog play” in the back yard (they love it!), and, well, just doing nothing.
One big highlight was seeing a deer on the beach. I had Idina with me. She didn’t see the deer, but when I brought her to the tracks, she did not want to do anything but sniff. She followed the trail till the place where the deer jumped up a dune/cliff, then the other way down the beach. I finally drug her away. Continue reading →
Hello and Welcome! Brrrr… Come in out of the cold and I’ll get a large mug of a very strong Sumatra Roast, a cuppa tea or other warm beverage. After it went from late summer to mid winter a week or two ago, it has stayed winter. Well, no. We had the cold, dark, drizzly days of November. If it were January, we’d have a few feet of snow… And where are we this week? Some of you may recognize the photo of that synth at the top as living in New Hampshire.
Wow, what a week. The worst part about it is that I don’t remember a thing! Continue reading →
Thanks for flying with us. Keep up the good blogging.
I knew it was close, but didn’t remember the exact time.
At some point I want to write about my time here and all, but not today. Today I just want to say that it has been a wonderful four years here and that I’ve met a lot of great people! Here’s looking at the next four, and the next and the…. ;)
Hello and Welcome! Come in out of the cold and I’ll get you a nice large mug of strong Sumatra Roast, a cuppa tea or other warm beverage. You’ll need it! Summer seemed to stretch into late fall this year, and then, bam! it is winter. It is very windy and cold today. I can hear the roar as I write. And where are we? Some of you may recognize that stack of Beatles mugs as being on Cape Cod.
An odd week. I was very busy all week. I did get a lot done, but it seems I left even more undone. Isn’t that the way it always goes? Work? Busy! Home? Busy! Life? Busy! I haven’t had time to do anything for myself.
On a similar subject, I had thought that the blogging slowdown I had started in September was coming to an end, but it came back. One of the things is, I don’t have time to read other people’s blogs. This is a social media. Typically, when I am in the full swing of blogging, I spend about 10 or 15 minutes reading for every minute I put into writing and answering comments on my blog. I haven’t had time to write let alone read, and if I do want to write, i feel like a hypocrite to expect people to read my blog if I am not going out and reading others.
Hello and Welcome! Come on in! It is cool and there is a whiff of November in the air. The sky is November grey, that special bland color that we only see this time of year, and there is a bit of a bite to the air, though it is warmer than yesterday and tomorrow will be warmer still. And where are we? Some of you may recognize the photo at the top as being in New Hampshire.
As you may know, I haven’t been doing the Coffee Share for a while, so it is odd picking it back up. Also, I like doing it Saturday morning, but I was really busy yesterday. I am actually super busy today, but decided to take some time out.
Busy doing what? Mostly winterizing. We had to replace the hot water heaters, and to do so I opened a “door” into the basement that I have been trying to keep shut since we moved in. Well, that double door (inside and out) was shot. So I’ve been repairing it and trying to make it a little more winter-proof. I have also started to put plastic on the windows. There is getting the sweaters and turtlenecks out (I wore my first turtleneck of the year yesterday!) and putting away shorts and things. There is cleaning and repair and other such stuff. Continue reading →
“To woo me, Mr. Kitchner would send flowers. In turn, I would tell him that I didn’t have a proper vase. Each week he would first send a vase and then send the flowers. Both flowers and vases got richer and richer, but I still didn’t display them.
“One week I received nothing. He stopped by later, asked if I would walk in the park with him. We talked, and he later picked one wildflower.”
She smiled at the painting of her late husband.
“These are the ‘no’s while he learned love has no price.”