Are you ready for all the beautiful colors of Autumn? How about The Daily Cuppa Octoberfest? Scenic drives Apple pies Family movie nights Popcorn and pillow fights The time is near! The Witching Hour will again be here! Every day in October, we share spooky stories — scary ones, creepy ones, fun ones, and kid's stuff. To ensure you’re entertained, we…

September 23, 2023; 80 degrees, thunderstorm with hail and tornados on the way — Dear James, Thank you for the postcard. I’m happy for the update. So the party is over. There will be others, haha. A thunderstorm is predicted. I love a storm, so am on the porch watching. The trees are bowing to the ground in the dark sky. Enjoying Mother Nature…

A weather report just in from the lower Cellar. That’s the one just beneath the wine cellar. Hippy Dippy Meteorologist guy announced — a big one is coming! Winds above 70 mph, one-inch hail, tornados, and torrential rains. Take care of your plants! I sat my cup of lemon verbena…

There were a lot of trees on the westerly boundary of my little farm. Actually, trees surrounded the entire property, but I tucked my tiny home into those in the west. The river meandered over rocks, spilling around curves, depositing sand at the bottom of the hill. Crudely constructed stairs…

Postcard to Heaven From Iowa: For Mr. Purdle — The Turtle My friend Barb Dalton wrote something that reminded me of you. I think you remember me as I was such an odd student. You were teaching the 5th grade at Wilson School in Phoenix. Mr. Purdle, nowadays they better…

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“Hey lovely lady, it’s your cabana boy. Come out to the garden for some chocolate.” Old Photographer Guy playing a character from his days as a Rock Radio Announcer. I slipped on some shoes and met him by his car. He couldn’t come into the garden as I didn’t have…

For my birthday, I purchased a farm. It was a tiny farm as Iowa farms go, but there were trees. The trees were happy there. Their roots clung to the earth along the meandering waterway encircling this patch of peace and beauty. The trees provided homes to deer, squirrels, rabbits…

A prose-poem and verse about lemongrass wreaths for tea — A honeybee walked the rim of my glass of elderberry-lemon water as I sat making lemongrass wreaths for tea. Twisting long blades of grass into tiny wreaths to dry was a relaxing activity as I watched the little honeybee. Oops, poor bee! He fell into my drink. I poured some…