Author Archives: Becky Dingle

Dear Reader: Have you ever thought about who you talk to the most? Guessing a friend, spouse, family member? Wrong! The person you most talk to daily is yourself! Want to take a guess at the number of times each … Continue reading →

Dear Reader: A few years ago I finally got to visit Maine and fell in love with it. Anne has family who lives there and we had so much fun taking in the fall’s breath-taking beauty and enjoying all the … Continue reading →

Dear Reader: On ” Ellen” the other afternoon she had a brother and sister who are trying to get a fun word accepted into the dictionary-the word is ORBISCULATE-that moment when citrus fruit accidentally hits you in the eye-ouch! The … Continue reading →

Dear Reader: Being an ardent lover of words… I remembered this little story while cleaning out my garden fountain yesterday and finding a dime and a nickel lying at the bottom. Most times words carry emotional value to us but … Continue reading →

Dear Reader: I think a friend of mine, Dee Lesko, and myself were on the same thought wave yesterday. All five grandchildren’s Japanese Maples are breaking out in leaves all over -the girls’ are green leaves with pink tints and … Continue reading →

Dear Reader: The last few days have been troubling ones since the news broke last week about the murder of Dr Robert Lesslie, his wife Barbara. their two young grandchildren and an appliance employee working on the air conditioning. As … Continue reading →

Dear Reader: I can’t help myself-this retired history teacher wants to share a revolutionary tale today about one of South Carolina’s ” Favorite Sons.” General Francis Marion-better known in history as the ” Swamp Fox” for using hit and run/ … Continue reading →

Dear Reader: Like most people growing up I would dream about what it must feel like to win a National or international award or prize. Every year I watched them come and go… getting no closer to that coveted dream … Continue reading →

Dear Reader: By now you probably realize that yesterday you got two posts for the high price of one-insanity. The first one that popped up at six had center stage until about 9:30 am and was titled-God Enters the Doors … Continue reading →

Dear Reader: Just saying the word April softly produces a lilting sing-song to my voice… a soft melody. Sara Teasdale, in her prose on April, expresses it so well. …”I could not be sure of spring-save that it sings in … Continue reading →