“Matlock has a gift for telling what she calls ‘the secret lives of ordinary people.’”
~Detroit Free Press
Latest Posts
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My Punk Came Home!
Just to let you know– Punk came home! And he looked at me like I had lost my ever-lovin’ mind when I shouted and grabbed him up. I felt happily silly.
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It Goes On
Late to the porch this morning by a change in routine for today. Still, I made before the sun–can’t totally miss early morning! The sun is painting the trees, the fall air soft and still. Birds are making a real racket, a few diehard crickets giving background music, and squirrels scampering through the trees. The…
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Daisy Comes Home–and so does a small boy
Good morning! A pure fall day, humid, overcast, actually rather ‘Halloweeny’ as I look at the great old gnarled pecan tree trunk, thin with leaves now, deep gray against a gray sky. The sun must have just come up over the horizon, because there tips of the trees around the pasture are bathed in gold.…
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The Power of a Hug
I don’t know about you where you are, but I not only a sweater and cotton blanket around my shoulders, but socks and shoes this morning on the porch. Oh, it is lovely! Quiet, even the crickets have lowered their tune to a whisper. All the quiet causes the bubbling ponds to sound loud. There…
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Fall!
Fall has come this far south! Oh, it is delicious on the porch, in the dark, the cats chasing crunchy leaves that drift down. Crickets sing low, and for some reason the pond gurgling seems louder. The scents are wet and earthy, brought by the breezes that stray from the tops of the trees and…
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~ Contra Costa Times
Curtiss Ann Matlock 