The Sundial

"Let others tell of storms and showers,I’ll only mark your sunny hours." I have always loved sundials. Maybe it's because my Grandma loved that particular sundial quote, and spoke of it in her writings. I have a treasured collection of her stories that she wrote in the quiet evenings after her long days of farming. So … Continue reading The Sundial →

The Butterflies

The season of Butterflies . . . I get so excited when the summer heat brings in these fluttering beauties. And usually, my heart starts to remembering ---It was the fall of 1986, and my husband and I were preparing to move our family, (the 2 of us and our 6 year old and 1 … Continue reading The Butterflies →

The Garden That Was

Last week my husband helped to transplant this clematis before it could succumb to the shovel of the Landscapers tearing out its old home. And so, the clematis has moved again. Yes, this is the same clematis, from this post. I had told the story about the unhealthy rose roots that had to be … Continue reading The Garden That Was →

The Walls of Winter

"In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer." --Albert Camus Standing outside, feeling the sun warm my winter-weary soul today, I almost cried as I tasted the air of spring on my tongue. What does winter taste like? I never realized that I would … Continue reading The Walls of Winter →