Where Daffodils Bloom, So Does Hope
“Hope, like the daffodils, is always ready to return. You just have to believe it will.” I whispered the words in the silence,…
“Hope, like the daffodils, is always ready to return. You just have to believe it will.” I whispered the words in the silence,…
The Story of Flowers. The stories that flowers tell in gardens are timeless and poetic, each bloom holding a narrative of its own.
Life from Daisy Mae’s Point of View “I’ve been standing in the hallway, waiting for her to invite me in. Been here for at least 30 seconds. Too long…
I believed it would and it did! Snow! What a fun day. The snow seems like we are experiencing Christmas all over again.
The “Bad-Hair-Day” angel whose hair once had pretty curls, is now a jumbled mess…
Photos of Christmas when I was little bring back countless memories and make me smile, remembering special times with my family…
Homecoming Sunday years ago, I learned a valuable lesson about “pride goeth before a fall.”
As a young mother, I learned a valuable lesson about “pride goeth before a fall.” (Part 1 of Pride Goeth Before a Fall)
A funny face in a ragged and useless dishcloth made by my mama years ago, brings back sweet memories. Laughter is good for the soul.