I’m giving away some books. Well, actually this book. To ten people. I had a lapse of memory and bought an extra box of Love Comes Home when I already had a box of the books. It’s a Rosey Corner book but it stands just fine on its own if you haven’t read the other Rosey Corner books, Angel Sister …
Poetry is a fresh morning spiderweb telling a story of moonlight hours of weaving and waiting during a night. (Carl Sandburg) Can you see the spiderweb attached to the purple seed heads of the grass here? I went out one morning last week and there were dozens, perhaps even hundreds of webs scattered throughout the grass in the hayfield. That …
I’m sure you’ve heard people talk about that new car smell. And when I was a kid, I remember sniffing my new shoes for that nice new leathery smell. Why not a new book smell? My dad used to accuse me of having my nose stuck in a book all the time, so I should know how a book smells …
Earth and sky, woods and fields, lakes and rivers, the mountain and the sea, are excellent schoolmasters, and teach some of us more than we can ever learn from books. ~John Lubbock Two of the grandkids came to spend some time with us last week. The boys are twins and at eight, almost nine, full of energy and curiosity. They …
Summertime always brings a few storms. I was just about to go out and pick my blackberries before the birds ate them all and check whether the varmints had been back after the tomatoes, when the sky started getting dark and even began rumbling at me. Not to be deterred, I picked the blackberries anyway since the thunder was simply …
Saturday I got up planning to get everything done. Well, not everything but lots of things. Painting the outside door facings, touching up paint inside that has been waiting several years for the touch of a paintbrush. I was going to paint a chair, cook for today’s church dinner, maybe get crazy and mop the kitchen floor. You get the …
Have you heard the story about the little boy who went visiting for dinner? When he got home his mother asked him what he had to eat? He said they had a thousand things for dinner and every one of them a bean. I like beans. I’ve always liked soup beans even when I was a picky eater as a …
Did you ever have someone tell you that you can’t judge a book by the cover? Usually when I heard that from my mother or someone else when I was a kid, it didn’t have much to do with a book. They were telling me I should look below the surface when I met new friends. However, now I’m in …
We’re having a heat wave here in Kentucky. Upper 90’s and all those crazy heat index numbers the weather people came up to make us feel miserable in the summer the way we do in the winter when they start spouting wind chill temperatures. It’s never just whatever temperature the thermometer says anymore. I could have used some of that …
This morning at church, our talented pianist played “It Is Well with My Soul” for the special music during our offertory. For me. Not because I asked but because she remembered that was a song we played at Mom’s funeral three years ago this week. It’s funny how time spins away. Sometimes it’s like yesterday that Mom was here and …