Trying this again because something went wrong. This is from "Our Sunday Best" Hey everybody, Trae here. Today is Sunday and normally that would mean another riveting edition of OurSundyBest. And we had one in the hopper too, almost done, but honestly it just feels….wro… Source: Moment of OSB Silence
Mortsafe
I've never seen a mortsafe. I've heard about them. I've heard about mortsafes in the South and Europe, but not in Pennsylvania. Then I heard about not one, but two in a small cemetery in Catawissa. This type of mortsafe was popular in Scotland, but there is some evidence that these two are the only "caged"... Continue Reading →
Why, oh why, Mr. Pye?
Mr . Pye is my beautiful, mouthy, four-year-old mini-panther (black cat). Of my three cats, Pyewacket is usually the one locked into a routine. Any variable in the routine is liable to make him run for cover. Pye is also my one flight risk. Careful when opening the door. There might be a cat trying to... Continue Reading →
Telling the story
Recently, I've been thinking about why I blog. I don't really have a talent for writing, so why even blog? Years ago, I read Elie Wiesel's The Gates of the Forest. In it, there is a story of Rabbi Israel Baal Shem Tov, founder of Hasidism. It's something like this: When his people were threatened with grave... Continue Reading →
The Visitor
Amanda Stevens is one of my favorite authors. March 29, her new book in the Graveyard Queen series, The Visitor, is due for release. Because of devastating circumstances, it has been a long time between books. So I'm re-reading the first three books in the series before the release date. The main character, Amelia Gray, is a... Continue Reading →
Make it stop!
"The sleek, coppery locks that donned her head this morning ..." Her hair put her head on this morning? Or perhaps padlocks put her head on this morning. "Good thing she didn't wear much make-up. It would slide off her face faster than a double scoop of ice cream in a five-year-old's hand." Where do I... Continue Reading →