The happy days have gone away… Summer’s glow has fizzled and died and left memories to float like drying leaves old and crumbly on the breeze to haunt and tease. Like ghosts to mock your memory. Oh, that summer may return… O That time may freeze forever and a day and summer’s glow remain and …
Life at the Cottage isn’t always cute sundresses, fun photoshoots, cuddling adorable animals, flower beds full of flowers and bountiful harvests. It’s not always smiles, and bare feet. Or quiet evenings on the porch. It’s not always sunshine and rainbows. It’s not always perfect, in fact, most of the time it isn’t. Most of the …
A grandmother’s legacy… Away in a manger… soft and lilting the lyrics float in my head as the hazy image of my grandmother singing flickers in the back of my head. What I would do to sit with her for a moment and hear her voice again. To listen to her sing… to wake before …
I can smell it before I ever see it. It has been 15 years but it is as if not a day and yet it is forever and a day. The light is fading and yet I feel a desperate need to see it again. We make our way down the road and the local traffic …
For so long now I have heard people say, “You know me, I am always neutral.” It has bothered me, I mean is that enough? Is that what we are called to be in life? Neutral. What happened to standing up for what is right, for the truth? Then you will know the truth, and the …
Here is a little look at what is going on in our little corner of the world. The stray neighborhood cat we have dubbed Luna because of her great big eyes that look like full moons lounges in our flower urn on the front porch. The flower long gone. The beautiful pink blossoms are still …
It is funny how family traditions shape you into who you are. Canning is part of my earliest memories. Being outside with my bare feet in the soil and picking beans, corn, tomatoes with the itchy leaves, apples, pears, grapes, berries, peppers. Big heavy baskets so big I couldn’t carry them would be hefted …
This year my parents asked me what I wanted for my birthday- I’ll be 18. This question keeps me from sleep. It’s 10:30 but I can’t sleep. What do I want? I want to sing “Jesus loves me” with my foster brother one more time, I can almost hear is sleepy voice singing “bible, …
For as long as I can remember we have wanted more kids in the family. Through the years we’ve had several opportunities to adopt- but each one fell through. The first one, a scared young girl. In the end, her mother took her to get an abortion. Several months later a pastor friend introduced us …
We finally got out to do some much needed yard work today. The ice was so bad! We had several ice storms and our big cedar tree really took a beating. This is one of the big limbs that fell during the last storm. It was sure beautiful, but deadly. I am glad no one …
