As Dahlia delves deeper, aided by the astute Detective Owen Sanderson, she finds herself untangling a web of betrayal, blackmail, and hidden motives—all under the guise of serving the perfect morning scones to her guests. With each chapter, Dahlia transitions from an outsider to a beloved ...
Hi and welcome to the Attic, I'm Frankenberry of said Blog Title and I write of just my everyday here, sometimes funny, sometimes heart felt, sometimes angry, sometimes funny again because, well, who don't like funny, thoughts on getting older and someti
Yes, I had a book hangover the next morning but I couldn’t put it down. It would make a great movie. Alone with a Tasman Tiger was a very entertaining read with interesting characters in unique settings that grabbed me from page 1. This being the first book I have read by this ...
Forty years ago, Mickie Zekley of Lark In The Morning Music showed me a small black box with squeezebox buttons on it, that one of his friends made, that ran on batteries and sounded exactly like bagpipes but quieter. It was entirely analog. This can do more things than that. I’m ...
napping and Sun I'm sending her Tally bestie to do a safety check - Monday, I end up in the ICU with a bunch of friends, watching Clarence die, while simultaneously providing phone support to my nephew Wolfgang because his best local friend in New Orleans shot himself THE SAME MORNING. ...
It seems January is the peak time for this optimistic attitude, with, according to the good old Morning Advertiser, numbers up by over 50%. As the MA puts it,“New year, new me. Martin found another critical factor in the sucess of a pub in these troubled times – brownness – as ...
Monday, February 11th, 2013 13.14 - Dunno but today seems kinda odd I woke up this morning with "an enormous sense of well-being." Maybe not the best way to describe it, but I felt... effective, rather than ineffectual and hopeless. Like: Hey, let's actually try to get stuff done...
Nothing breaks the back of a mid-morning scorcher filled with when seven minutes of weeding and thinking about maybe weeding than a few litres of Teutonic clovey wheaty stuff followed by a good nap. And apparently, as Boak and Bailey found out, it is a good year for it – even if not...
This hit home to me this morning as I read an article in Nation (I keep telling you I’m a leftist–when will you start believing me?) about the difficulty one woman had in reconciling her fears about climate change with her growing desire to have a child. The article is “How Do ...
I was walking near Copley Square one recent morning when I made a profound mistake. I stopped to appreciate the scenery. Here’s what I expected: Urban beauty in the form of the grand dame of a hotel, the Fairmont Copley Plaza, and the contrast between Trinity Church and the Hancock Towe...