A Nurse Named Ruth
I seem to find things at Antique Shops or Thrift Stores that are unusual or could have sentimental value to someone. One of my discoveries is a nursing license from 1932.
I seem to find things at Antique Shops or Thrift Stores that are unusual or could have sentimental value to someone. One of my discoveries is a nursing license from 1932.
Fall Decorating Inside and Out! It is that time of the year and we are sharing with you ideas, projects, recipes, and traditions of our own plus those submitted by our readers! Happy Fall! Welcome Harvest!
Morning Walks Through the Woods – We take the well-worn path that Winnie has made throughout the 17 years that she has been a part of our family. The path takes us by a field of wildflowers. There is a gentle breeze blowing, and the flowers are swaying back and forth, creating a sea of purple, yellow, red, and white on a backdrop of green and gold grasses.
Life is a Journey | As we celebrate four years of sharing our Life at Spring Meadows, in the next few days we will announce our first give-away that you will not want to miss! If you are subscribed to receive our email newsletter, you are already entered for the drawing that will take place November 1. If you share a link through Pinterest, Facebook, or Twitter, you name is entered again each time. Send us a message to let us know! Be sure to subscribe to be eligible for the drawing!
A faithful friend. We can’t go through life without one. Well, I suppose we could, but who wants to? We all need our friends. And a tennis ball. Or something.
While browsing through an old box of keepsakes that belonged to my Grandmother Headrick (Mama Headrick is what we all called her!), I found several folded newspaper ads, a quilting pattern, postmarked letters from her family in Mississippi, and numerous handwritten recipes. The image that came to mind as I glanced through the recipes was her kitchen. Every time I entered her house through the back door into the kitchen, I would always find leftover biscuits with smoked bacon or maybe her teacakes fresh out of the oven. She passed away in September 1977, and I am sure this box of keepsakes have been stored even long before her death.
One of my favorite and most relaxing times is spent in the gardens, walking down the pathways in the early morning hours. The sun is barely up as I begin; dampness from the night still lingers in the air. The leaves of trees and flowers glisten with morning dew. Even though I took the same walk late the evening before, I always find something new along the paths. A beautiful flower may be blooming today, and only today. If I had chosen to not take the walk, I would have missed it!
Incorporating the colors of springtime, our inspiration for this theme came from sitting on my porch one morning, enjoying coffee while watching the colors of springtime unfold. Such a beautiful canvas, much like a Monet painting…