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Author: Cedar Sanderson
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Good Stewardship
On the gripping hand from my earlier post today, there’s this: I really believe in true charity. The word can be translated as love, and sometimes the best way you can love and help someone is cold hard cash. Sometimes good people get into bad situations. Also, I am a woman of faith, and part…
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The Wrong Way
I was accosted by a panhandler today while shopping. I’ve not had this particular experience before today, being confronted while inside a store – the man walked up, asked if he could ask me a question, and launched into his spiel. I have to give him this, he did a few things right: as a…
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One Meatball
I should be prepping for tonight’s livestream, but frankly I’m run dry on ideas. Which is a little strange because usually I’m full of them. Right up until I sit down to write, that is. I sat here for the last ten minutes messing around with an art program trying to come up with something…
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The Soals of His Feet, Which Had Some Passions
The title for this one was a tossup between the line I used, and: The Unexpected Zaniness of Bacon I’m reading for research, and to flavor a story I’m planning to write soon. It will be set on Malta, and it will involve an alchemist, a cat, and possibly Roger Bacon. Not really sure. What…
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Orchid Bloom
Just one, so far, but more are coming! I was surprised when we had to bring in all the plants – well in advance of any cold weather, the complex was being painted – and I realized my orchid had put out a bloom spike. Watched it for over a month and then one day!…
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Pay Attention
It stands to reason, that if someone doesn’t look like they are doing something, they aren’t, and can be spoken to at will. This is the reason for the current dearth of philosophers. That, and cute cat videos on the internet. Without boredom, can there be true creativity? Without silence, deep thought? Where can there…
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Odd Prompts: Gothic Penguins
This is a snippet from a work in progress. *** We both looked at her. She blushed, a faint bloom of rose that ebbed after a moment. “I’m sorry to be so mysterious, but I really don’t know. I just know that the manuscript describes… a machine. In detail. However, we do not have the…
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Tales Around the Supper Table
I have a story in this anthology! I was honored to be invited to join, it’s a group of phenomenal Texas-based authors. The stories run the gamut, as they would if you were sitting ’round the supper table talking and telling tales. My story in it is a conscious loving homage to H. Rider Haggard,…
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Russian Black Bread
As requested on my Friday livestream here’s the recipe and a video of the making of my Russian Black Bread. This was also an experiment in videography and production by my Little Man. He came up with the idea, as we were preparing to do this, of making it into a school project: he is…
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Crow Poison
One of the plants I spotted blooming on my recent walk was a little white spring flower with grass-like leaves. I could tell as soon as I saw it that it was in the lily family, that it wasn’t Star of Bethlehem (a common invasive) and beyond that? I had to go look it up. …
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Walking into the New Year
One of the places I’ve discovered I like walking here in Texas is the John Burke Nature Preserve. It’s a bit of a detour from work, but not too far, and it’s a very wooded and secluded area tucked almost under the onramps for the big interstate. You are never away from the roar of…
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God Bless Texas
Started off the long weekend rolling into 2022 by getting out of work early and going for a walk. I could do this, because… I live in Texas now. In NH I’d have had to strap on snowshoes to take the equivalent walk. OH? Likely to have been cold and rainy and I don’t do…