Category Archives: Dorothy’s Posts

When You Try, But Only a Little

Dorothy Cannell: Last Saturday evening my husband, Julian, and I attended our neighborhood’s monthly pot luck.  The host provides the entrée and everyone else brings a side dish.  Usually I feel morally obliged to put my best foot forward with a … Continue reading

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If It Rhymes?

Dorothy Cannell: My mother’s birthday is coming up.  She was born on September 5th, 1910, and I have been combing through memories of what made her magical.  She loved poetry, could recite whole stretches of Tennyson and Longfellow.  Also in her … Continue reading

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Food for Thought

Dorothy Cannell: I only began reading Georges Simenon’s Maigret novels a year or so ago when Penguin began republishing them and I came across some at Left Bank Books in Belfast.  Since then I have devoured one every chance I get.  … Continue reading

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On The Fly

Dorothy Cannell: I was stuck.  Absolutely no idea what to write for this month’s blog.  Usually something going on in my life will send up a little spark, and I’d think maybe I could get something that might be interesting or … Continue reading

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All in a Day’s Drive

Dorothy Cannell: Had a wonderful Malice Domestic spending time with old friends and hopefully making new ones.  My husband Julian and I set off in the car 5 AM on Thursday, April 27th.  We always leave at that inhumane hour so … Continue reading

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A Peek Through My Window

Dorothy Cannell: As I write this a fine snow is coming down, dusting the garage roof with confectioner’s sugar and powdering the driveway. The road that runs in front of our house is empty of traffic, tranquil, still, left to itself … Continue reading

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Boring Can Be Bliss!

Dorothy Cannell: My husband Julian and I have taken to drink. Well, somewhat truish. At Christmas time I usually make hot wine punch, mostly because it makes the house smell nice, but this time, either because it tasted better than usual … Continue reading

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