Sunday Morning – Edition Nine

November 26, 2017

I hope each and every person reading had a wonderful Thanksgiving … or some of you may still be celebrating Thanksgiving today as well.

Where has the year gone? At times it has moved at a snail’s pace and other times at ‘warp’ speed. Christmas is less than a month away and I am never ready.

I planned to begin Joss Rossiter’s section in the magazine for the first December publication, however, I can’t wait to show off her amazing art. I am the lucky owner of two of her pieces and honored to have them in my home.

I will not have a selection written by me this week … but one that I want to share written by Mary Oliver. The older I get, the more her writing speaks to me and I think this one will speak to you as well.

No updates this week for Robert Moulton, Ella Ruth Morgan, and Peggy Blackwell.

Sunday Morning – Thanksgiving Week Edition – Eight

November 19, 2017

This week we celebrate another year of being thankful as a country. This week is also the anniversary of the murder of John F Kennedy. I have wondered as an adult where our country would be had he lived … and had Martin Luther King, Jr. lived … and Bobby Kennedy lived. Too many “what if’s” but I think our country would be in a much different and much better place than today.

The news cycle for the past week has been riddled with accusations of molestation, harassment, sexual predators past and current … as well as a growing sense that my country and yours was not sold but given on a silver platter to Russia and Putin. My heart is heavy going into the beginning of the annual holiday season … thankful that we are still a free country – for now – and thankful that as a citizen of the United States I am allowed to worship as I choose – for now. No promises what the new year will bring.

My piece for this week was written last year when I was reminded of my childhood friend’s grandmother – Fat Grannie – and the events of the week when JFK was murdered – the week when I felt true fear for the first time and horror at what had happened to our president in my own state. If you were on this earth during that horrible week, I ask you to reflect on what it was like for you personally as you read my personal reflection through the eyes of a child.

This year Thanksgiving Day is also the wedding anniversary of my parents. Neither are with us and have been celebrating this day in another realm since my mother’s death in 2003 … my father preceded her in 1976. I am the last of this line of my family having no direct relatives and only a handful of distant cousins.

No updates this week for Robert Moulton, Ella Ruth, Peggy or Joss in Guest Artist. Next week I will update Ella Ruth and Peggy. Robert is currently working on the next installment of The Devil’s Slot Machine … and … beginning the first week in December, Joss will have a regular section of her art and I am extremely excited to include her each week.

Another section I plan to add beginning with the first December edition is a section of my recipes – Kitchen Poetry. In the meantime you can see some of my kitchen hack recipes at my food website

Have a wonderful Thanksgiving week – hug your loved ones – tell them you love them – eat too much – watch too many football games and Christmas movies – and be thankful for every minute you have with both friends and family.

Sunday Morning – Edition Seven

November 12, 2017

I hope to get Sunday Morning actually posted by Sunday Morning next week. I am still recovering from the Cedar Fever attack and get tired really easy … but I at least am posting on Sunday rather than Monday this week!

Mama Kitty had nearly four days of freedom last week. She disappeared in the predawn hours of Monday the 6th and was ready to come back inside about the same time Thursday the 9th. She spent several chilly nights and one day and night that was cold and rainy living in the rough. She came to me late in the afternoon on Wednesday but I could not get her to come inside and I learned my lesson not to chase her because the old girl can run when she wants to. Also, I didn’t want to stress her any more than she was stressed by the weather conditions … but she seemed ready to come inside … just not Wednesday night. I tried several times and she wasn’t having it. At least she is alive, no worse for wear, and wasn’t tempted by the death traps that evil little man has all over the neighborhood. Unfortunately, two of my male barn cats have been MIA since sometime Tuesday … afraid they did fall into the death traps. Enough already!

The week of Thanksgiving is another anniversary of the murder of JFK … I refuse to call his death an assassination … it was murder pure and simple. I wrote a piece this time last year about the remembrances of my 11-year-old self during that horrible time in our country which I will share next Sunday.

This week I am so happy to be able to share not only the art but some amazing pictures of my lovely friend Joss Rossiter. She lives in London now but was a citizen of South Africa for a long long time. Joss took her dream vacation to the Giraffe Hotel in Africa recently and shared some of her pictures from that trip … as well as some art that was inspired during that trip and an early trip to South Africa this summer. You will definitely enjoy her work and will be seeing much more of her art in the future. I am honored to have two of her unique pieces of art.

Sunday Morning – Edition 6

November 6, 2017

Sorry for the late posting folks but sometimes life gets in the way of art. I have been fighting Cedar Fever since last Thursday and Sunday was the worst day of the battle. Robert Mihaly asked me if Cedar Fever was like Hay Fever … my response was WORSE.

The cedar in my area usually doesn’t cause me to have allergic reactions when the pollen is flying, but last week we had several days of hot humid south winds that blew in the dreaded Red Cedar that tries to kill me.

Today I feel mostly human again … the only lingering symptom is being very tired and a wretched cough.

I have been diffusing my favorite Young Living essential oils to fight off the dreaded Red Cedar Pollen … RC and/or Eucalyptus Blue in the kitchen diffuser and SniffleEase with E. Blue in the bedroom.

Hopefully tomorrow will find the cough on the way out as well.

This week I am showing off the talents of several writers other than their writing … Cheryl Maggie and Joe Hesch are danged good photographers and Cheryl does amazing painted tiles. Enjoy their other talents this week.

Keep me in your thoughts, I have gone through some trying times the past several weeks and struggling a bit personally. This morning was the worst. My Grand Old Lady, my sweet Baby Girl, my Mama Kitty got out the door. I chased her for nearly an hour and poof … she disappeared. I haven’t seen her all day and it has been nearly 5 years since she has been an outdoor/indoor cat due to some health issues. I hoped she would turn up at dark, but nothing. I ask for her safety during the night and her return in the morning. Things are not safe in my neighborhood for roaming cats right now and I fear for not only her safety but her very life. However, her desire for the freedom of being outside was stronger than the comforts of being inside and pampered. I hope she enjoys her last bit of freedom because I don’t think I will ever see her again.