“Now remember to stay in sight of the house,” Mom said as my little brother and I walked into the woods. So began a tale of which, I admit, I was not the hero. My brother was. When we first moved into the small house under the big oaks, I was naturally curious about my […]
Mar 13, 2013
Old Barns
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A post from a few years ago. I liked old barns then; I like old barns now. My Grandfather’s Barn My grandfather’s barn leans to the south. The weathered old boards are gray. The tin roof is rusted and dented and busted; The wind blew the doors away. But once that barn, filled with freshly-mown […]
Mar 8, 2013
The Dining Table
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My dining table is traveling incognito. Sure, it looks like a wood table that has seen a lot of use but it’s actually a lot more than that. Mom bought the table years ago after she saw it sitting on someone’s front porch. She stopped and asked if it was for sale and it was. She […]
Mar 2, 2013
A Tribute to Chappo
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On my Facebook page this morning, I commented that I’m more at home riding a horse than using a computer. A cousin friend agreed. That started me thinking about the beauty of horses and how the memory of one particular horse will always be with me. When I was a girl, we lived at the […]
Feb 28, 2013
After All That Talk About Not Looking Back…
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It is a very old sewing machine and not a whole one, at that. Years ago my mother removed the head and made a place for my typewriter to rest. Since that time, the typewriter has been replaced by my computer. It’s where I sit each day to write. Mom bought it for my grandmother […]
Feb 18, 2013
My Mother’s Bible
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This morning my niece gave me inspiration for this post when she inquired about the birth order of her cousins. I went to my mother’s Bible and there in the front of the Book on a piece of notebook paper was the information she needed. I emailed my niece a list of when each of […]
