The great and powerful Oz…

To complete my cabin narratives, I feel compelled to tell you about my father’s obsession with The Wizard of Oz.  Somehow, I always thought he had read the book many years ago and fell in love with it then.  I was mistaken.  He fell in love with the movie, and...

The “Stone of Eloquence”…

  Aha!  It’s that time again. Time to bring out the little people.  We change our mantel display to reflect the upcoming holiday, and my husband loves to display our Finnians.  These little guys have a piece of the Blarney Stone with them and we need all the...

Wicked coincidence…

The movie opens with a steam train in the cover of darkness.  In the background, a haunting melody plays as the train comes closer.  The scene changes to a crisp autumn day in a sleepy little town.  Two little boys are seen in a school room with an old-fashioned...

The extinct book…

The house does not have a doorbell.  In fact, it has a thick wood door stained a dark espresso color.  The door knocker is brass and wishes you fàilte or welcome.  Today, I heard a timid knock on my door.  When I opened it up, a girl of about 20 years old stood there...

Life is a fantasy…

So I have been thinking about this post for a while, but somehow haven’t gotten around to writing it.  As far back as I can remember, I have loved to read.  Books of every kind are stacked in my room, by the bed, on the nightstand, on my dresser, and on top of...
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