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My Christmas tree is full of memories. This little snowman was made for me by the young daughter of one of our preachers more than twenty years ago, but I still think of Ana every time I hang it on the tree. That’s how Christmas memories are. They come back to mind each year and I appreciate many of you …
“Life is a journey; photography is thy shepherd.” (Destin Sparks) On my Facebook page I have certain things I do on different days of the week. Mailbag Tuesday. Shaker Wednesday. Sunday morning coming down when I give my Facebook friends a glimps of the world I see outside my window. Friday, I do my best to post smiles all day …
Today is my mother’s birthday. She is 88. She was the second of four sisters. No brothers. Her father was a blacksmith and her mother was a housewife when that word seemed to carry more honor. Now we’re homemakers or domestic engineers or a lot of us are wearing so many hats we don’t know what to call ourselves. Mom …