Window Over The Sink

I guess you were here last week, too, weren't you, November? I'm still not keeping up real well. I'm so glad you're the month of gratitude. Not only do I really need it, but so many people have stepped up for me to be grateful for. I'm not going to name them because, frankly, that's not why they did it, but they have sure held me up on this walk on a new path. I don't have much to say today, but Joe DeRozier and I will be sharing a booth at the craft show at the Miami County

by Denny See Many of you know my husband, Duane Flaherty, passed away on October 3. You also know he had a guitar in his hands nearly every day from the time he was nine, and that he sang. Oh, he sang. A friend for all those years, and a member of one of the first bands he played in as well as the last, Denny See, wrote the following for him. It is wonderful, and it is Duane. Thank you, Denny, from his family. Love to you and Barb. - Liz The Spiritual Leader Many years of son

Years ago, Duane worked on something in the front yard, finished it, and laid a screwdriver in the elbow created by a branch reaching out from the trunk of a tree. He forgot it was there. Then he remembered and he meant to get it, but ... well, he didn't. When he finally did, the elbow had fattened up around the screwdriver so that he couldn't pull it free. Over time, we watched the tree trunk grow around the screwdriver. I'm not sure when it happened, but at some point it di

Because it's already Saturday morning and this page is still completely empty, I'm going to do what I did on another blog earlier this week--make a list. On that one, I listed some days in my life. On another one I dug up, I asked other writers what their favorite writing tools were. I've listed favorite books, favorite songs, and favorite movies. Since memory is such an issue for me--what was your name again?--today I'm listing memories that are still sharp in my mind. They

In case this looks familiar ... This is from January of 2023. I'm using it again for three reasons. One is that I really like it. Two is...

Our wedding anniversary was Thursday. "How many?" said my sister-in-law in disbelief when I answered the annual question. Fifty-four...