The mother of friend and fellow writer, the fabulous T. Lee Harris (author of award-winning mystery books and stories), has been reminiscing with me about her (the mother’s) childhood. The mother had a childhood friend named Marion, who remained a friend all her life. Mrs.…
For some unknown reason, the grocery store I patronize had bagged veg on the super-cheap, so a snagged a bag. Or two. Or three. This label looks a bit worse for wear, but the green beans were perfect. I steamed ’em inna bag, then took…
Yesterday, Sheryl Lazarus of A Hundred Years Ago commented on this blog. Naturally, I followed her home and Oh! What I found! She started the blog by posting “my grandmother’s diary entries a hundred years to the day after she wrote them (see Archives—Grandma’s Diary for details).…
