I giggled to myself, wondering if the people in this community realize what a fun mailman they have. Of course, my thoughts are based on the perception of our little redhead and not every house is occupied with a 5-year-old who thinks that life is one big playground and everyone is just having fun with one another. If only that were true!
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.
An unusual pumpkin begins a family tradition for one of our readers that has lasted through the years! —-“The nip in the air and falling leaves of gold, orange, and red inspired me for fall decorating and by the time I arrived home, I knew exactly how the prized pumpkin would be displayed! I was pleasantly surprised that first year of decorating my doorway entrance with such an unusual pumpkin how many compliments, comments, and questions I received about the pumpkin!”
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.
In my kitchen sits an antique Hoosier cabinet, traditionally known as the “Kitchen Work Center” of the late 1800s to early 1930s. Years ago, a loving mother stood at this cabinet,…
Prepared for the shark dive, we entered the water, dived 60 feet, and waited near the reef. Immediately about 30 sharks entered the area, swimming in circles 20 feet in front of us. From our boat above, a 30-gallon container was lowered. A dive instructor slithered between the sharks, pulling a metal chain from the container and swam to a spot near us. Huge fish heads were attached to the metal chain. We watched, capturing through photos and videos, as the sharks began to eat in frenzy. Smaller fish joined the feast
Saturday morning without Joe in the house started like all others. Being the first one up, I poured a cup of coffee, opened my Bible to spend quiet time with God before the busy day began. The quiet lasted about 10 minutes before my 8-year-old, James, came bee-bopping down the hall, football in one hand, ready to start the day.
We drank coffee while I cooked breakfast. Josh, my teenager, typically likes to sleep late on Saturdays, but today he was up earlier than usual. The three of us enjoyed breakfast and then sat sipping coffee while discussing plans for Halloween. James was bitin’ at the bit to go outside to play
Traveling through the back roads of the Carolinas opens up an entirely new world that is both intriguing and educational. One of our discoveries while driving through a rural area in South Carolina was a small Blackberry Vineyard growing in the front yard of a home owner. We started our own blackberry garden last year, so this was something that caught our interest. We pulled into the drive, knocked on the door, and the gardener was more than pleased to give a tour