time to bid you farewell though it seems that you just walked across the grass wet with dew a few short mornings ago knocked on the door satchel in tow, announcing your arrival there you stood dressed in your blue jumper pants rolled up and barefooted from summer, pockets filled with this and that trinkets… Continue reading oh September
Tag: Treasures from the Past
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her past is my past we are all like threads interwoven into the story that is hers each bringing our own color and beauty and gifts to the tapestry of all that has gone before we are us the ones who came young and left younger, not quite ready for what the world… Continue reading to the next chapter
Mairzy Doats and Dozy Doats
Today on our OutandAbouts, the littles and I were listening to 40's radio. Some of us more willingly than others. Okay, it was me. I am the one who LOVES 40's music. And if I'm driving your little wiggly selves here, there, and yonder for you to see a musical and have a picnic and… Continue reading Mairzy Doats and Dozy Doats
Jesus on the Roof
"There's a house.....on that street over near the DQ on the way home, you know? Well, they had Jesus up on the roof! I could scarce believe my eyes.....up on the roof--JESUS!" "Jesus on the roof, huh? That's different." "But it's for Christmas! I think it's kind of cool.....definitely different. He wasn't all lit up… Continue reading Jesus on the Roof
Parades, Tears, and Songs at the Sink
This morning the crew and I watched the Macy's Thanksgiving Day parade. As I finished prepping the food to take to Blackberry Flats where we would join Mess Cat, Leroy, Shaker, and some of Leroy's family for dinner, I was able to watch the parade off and on, listening always. Favorite performances found me pausing… Continue reading Parades, Tears, and Songs at the Sink
Knowing Who Your People Are
Cooter and I were out and about on Tuesday afternoon, just the two of us. It's a rare occurrence that we're alone together, and when it happens, he is full of stories and questions and thoughts to share. Full. I was driving from one place to another, and that precious voice I will never tire… Continue reading Knowing Who Your People Are
Just My Type
Today something lovely joined the area of my house that is fast becoming my haven, my spot, my place to be.....and nothing more. I lie back there and daydream while watching the clouds float across the sky as if I don't have anything at all to do. I sit in the midst of things from "home" and… Continue reading Just My Type
Hootenannies, Turkey Eggs, and Treasures from the Past
Today was our Annual Fall Family Hootenanny. My Daddy's side of the family has been doing this for many years. In the spring we have an Easter Egg Hunt and Wiener Roast. In the fall it's soup and Brunswick stew and barbecue. And desserts at both. Lots of desserts. Our people can straight cook, y'all. I… Continue reading Hootenannies, Turkey Eggs, and Treasures from the Past
I Might Need A Nap 