sit and visit for a bit
Each of the four seasons has its own common moments that recall vivid memories of days gone by. Summer evokes several for me, so I will share a few that stand out... Chasing fireflies (or as we so eloquently called them, "light'ning bugs") out in the backyard. A popsicle, split in two and shared on… Continue reading And in the Summer, we would…
Travel back with me to those soft Summer evenings spent chasing fireflies at twilight...
Sometimes, my best inspiration comes from simply remembering my childhood home and following my heart when it comes to style.
A mother's babies will always be her babies...
These were truly creations of Love, made by a very gifted and talented woman!
It is a beautiful early Fall day, just a hint of crispness to the morning air, when I pick Daddy up and we start our journey to his old hometown, Brownfield. Along the way, he talks of his childhood and parents, my sweet Mymommy and Grandad. Some of his stories are quite funny, some more… Continue reading a trip of remembrance…
Perhaps the purpose of history is what we can learn from it.
To this day, the smell of roses takes me back to that room....
Welcome to the porch... 