I continually find myself amazed by, IN AWE OF these creatures I have been given to raise. Sometimes I'm amazed that they can eat so much or what they won't eat or how much of a mess they can make or how long they can put off doing something I've asked, but mostly--mostly I'm amazed… Continue reading Showing Me Their World
Tag: Making Memories
All the Pictures WITH them
Today I had the joy--and it was sheer joy--of seeing the faces of children as they saw Santa Claus up close and personal. Our favorite little coffee shop hosted Santa in the chair next to the Christmas tree up on the little stage. Family after family came in and approached Santa with timid footsteps and… Continue reading All the Pictures WITH them
Joy After the Door is Closed
Today I found unexpected joy in rebirth and re-creating. Thanks to an event shared on Facebook by a friend, we were able to see a play today. I love plays. I love live theater. I absolutely adore holiday plays. We attended a revision of "White Christmas," performed by young people in our community. It was… Continue reading Joy After the Door is Closed
When Your Pot Boileth Over…..
My oldest came home from college on Friday and went into provider/caretaker mode since, with this bug, I can use the help. I was so thankful for her presence. She reminds me of my Mama, able to shoot straight with me and calm me at the same time--in fact, like my Mama, she insists that… Continue reading When Your Pot Boileth Over…..
Duplicate Prints
My Mama's cousin made time for a visit with us on Tuesday as she made her way back home to Florida after a trip to North Carolina. It is always good to see her for many reasons, but especially because she reminds me so much of all the ones we love and miss. And that… Continue reading Duplicate Prints
Riding Shotgun
Some of my fondest memories from when I was little are riding shotgun with my Daddy. We played this game until he would finally have enough and stop it--bless him, I'm sure it went on way longer than he could have possibly wanted it to: Me: What'd you say? Him: What'd you say I said?… Continue reading Riding Shotgun
falling in love again
I love waking up to the bright light of early morning and walking outside to an already hot day and smelling the smells of cut grass or water from rain or sprinklers, evaporating in the sun. I love sandwiches for lunch with a side of pineapple or fresh peaches, pimento cheese has grown on me… Continue reading falling in love again
maple syrup
as I reach to turn on the faucet and wash my hands I feel the stickiness and the faint smell of maple wafts up to my nose I smile remembering your smile and enthusiasm over the waffle and syrup on your plate this morning "They're besties--waffles and syrup are!" you exclaimed saluting the friendship with… Continue reading maple syrup
“Grandmothers Are Very Good Cooks”
Last Sunday we spent the day at Lake LBJ in Texas. My Fella's aunt and uncle have a house there, and his parents, siblings, and their families all joined us there for a day of hanging out, visiting, and having fun. The day was warm but not too hot. The water was just right, and… Continue reading “Grandmothers Are Very Good Cooks”
the best kind of tired
dear one, the best kind of tired is the one that comes from bare feet racing across the green grass of summer smelling faintly of the fish that swam in the lake next to you as you splashed and played and jumped in from the dock with your cousins trying to see how far out… Continue reading the best kind of tired
I Might Need A Nap 