DecaturSueWrites

It is now officially 2010, time to get it into gear.  I messed aroung during the Holidays in a sugar induced haze; well those days are over.  I have postponed, procrastinated, and lazed until I can't stand myself.  Now I am sure I'm not the only one, and as you read this you're thinking... and?. Does that mean I'm normal or generally lazy like everyone else. Don't know.  But I know this, I have to let it go and start the new year with a grip on reality.  I have no intention of making grand resolutions that will never be kept. That's my point, I know what I am capable of and what I can generally accomplish.  So here we go: This year I will spend less time on Twitter and Facebook and more time writing something that needs to be written and in more that 140 characters.  I write short stories but the ain't that short! I will get going on All my creative projects; because, this could be the last year that I can get them done, who knows. Ah, you think tha...

this was written in 1988..... It's really chilly this mornin; I tell ya Spring is so durned unpredictable. Yesterday the temperature was 85, and today we'll do good if it gets up past 45. At least the sun come out. Maybe it'll be a pretty day, anyway. Sittin here, just a lookin out my kitchen window, I can see the City is tearin up the danged street again. A new sewer system this time. Every Spring they start tearin up the streets, and then there's dust all over everythin, more work for me. It feels really strange around here now, without Pete. Hard for me to believe he's really gone. Last night I was watchin the T.V., and somethin come on that i knew he'd get a kick out of. Thinkin he was in the kitchen, I yelled; "Hey Pete, come and check this out!" Then it dawned on me...Pete's gone. I'm sure gonna miss that man; he was good company. We used to do everythin together: if he went, I went. and lord that man kept me laughin, alw...

FALL IN DECATUR  A specialtime of year. I call it Brown Sugar Time, because now when I bake or cook I will use lots of Brown Sugar. The Leaves are changing color now and on Decatur Street, the magnificent oaks are ablaze again. Wet red brick streets sprinkled with fallen leaves.  Caramel apples are again available at Del's Popcorn Shop. Time to ride over to Arthur, to get Freshly pressed Apple cider from the Amish Orchard, a sweet Halloween treat whether ice cold or warmed with mulled spices. These are the signs of the continuity in my life. These are some of the reasons I stay. It's also time for the haunted Decatur Tours, and my spirited friends in the nearby cemetary will frolic for a time. This is a homey time of the year, makes me want to knit and quilt, makes me want to walk in the woods. And it mostly makes me want to bake, oh how I want to bake....with Brown Sugar of course......