It’s been a dream of mine for while, now, to get away to somewhere remote and just write. No noises. No distractions. Just for a couple of days. Because of the sweet generosity of my husband, who gifted me this very thing last Christmas, my bags are packed as I type. As soon as I … More Retreating
It’s an intense season. I’ve been immersed in all things “end of school” and barely have time to breathe, much less write. My firstborn graduates from high school in less than two weeks, which does not seem possible since he just started Kindergarten five minutes ago. But, alas, it’s true and we are about to … More Stopping to Smell the Roses
Our neck of the woods is so beautiful. Tennessee has hills and trees as far as the eye can see and winter’s dull landscape is quickly being replaced by the brightest, tiny green leaves you have ever seen. Spring is here. The last threats of frost seem to be past and the garden centers are … More Beautiful One
I took a short drive this morning. The speed limit is 23 here in our neighborhood. Not one mile higher. The teenagers find it binding, I find it delightful. I love being forced to slow. Rounding the wide curve, with the pasture to my right, I spotted a neighbor. Woolen hat pulled low to his … More Of Autumn and Rest
A few weeks ago I was the parent in charge of the playground. “Mama, we have to have someone watch us to play outside. Can you watch us?” I looked up from my book and smiled at my son. “Sure.” We left the room full of band students with their assorted books, recorders, drumsticks and … More Boys. A poem about…well…boys!
It did this mama’s heart so good. All seven of us, together in the same room as Daddy lit the first hearthfire of the season and we marked it with a feast, a liturgy and laughter. Chicken pot pie was the main dish, an easy dinner that brought everyone to the kitchen. Green beans were … More Hearthfire and Frost: Finding Joy in the Gifts of Autumn
The poetry bug has freshly bitten and I have enjoyed stretching my creative muscles, finding new words and new ways to express the things that wander through my mind. Here is one…about Autumn, my most favorite of seasons which has, at long last, arrived in Tennessee. As the beauty of my surroundings increases in color … More A Welcome Visitor
Summer went out with a hissy fit. The last few days were hotter than blue blazes. We sat, melting, on the sidelines of a soccer field and I drank a half-gallon of water within an hour plus I got a sunburn. Just a week later, on the heels of a thunderstorm, Autumn moved in. I … More How to Simply “Fall”
Driving along Highway 840, a little slice of God’s country in the heart of Tennessee, my daughter chatted breathlessly about her ballet class. The sun had just reappeared after a short but powerful storm that had left the highways clean and caused more than a few fender benders on the various interstates. The hills around … More The Backside of the Storm
A Life of Simple Joys 
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