Whew. We have been working hard in my little corner of the world! First, I just pulled off the impossible & entered the garage sale hall of fame. Pictures don’t completely express the depth of despair I felt as I sat among the piles, rather heaps, of outgrown toys, shrunken clothes & lasterday’s decor & wares. Prayer arrows Continue reading
Several weeks ago, I excitedly ordered my seeds for this year’s garden. Now, the garden isn’t quite ready for planting, but that doesn’t mean I don’t have plenty of gardening work. Many seeds love to get a jump start on the growing season & I am more than happy to help them get ahead. One thing though, I don’t want to spend anymore than absolutely necessary to sprout these seeds.
We had a great Spring Break at the farm! We camped, hiked and fished to our hearts desire. Now, by camping I mean, the men-folk slept in tents while us ladies slept in the RV. After one night of rain, the boys invaded our little haven. I secretly appreciated their company in those wee hours, and hearing their snores gave me a calm assurance that they had not succumbed to any ((imagined)) lurking dangers of the wild. Continue reading
Whew!! What a cake this is! But before I tell you all about this cake, let me tell you a little about the birthday boy. He was born 11 years ago today at 4:06 am. I am so proud of the fact that he was born in the middle of the night mostly because all of my other babies came around lunchtime with “planned” deliveries ((none were textbook and ho-hum but those are stories for another day)). Continue reading
How about a little recipe on this Irish Holiday? Several things announce the entrance of Spring: the longer days, warmer breezes, whispers of green that sneakily begin appearing amongst the grays of winter. Saint Patrick’s Day seems to declare to Winter “You shall not pass!” and Winter submits, quietly yielding to Spring’s advance. This must be true because days that follow St. Patrick’s Day are notably warmer and brighter!
Nothing says home to me more than a batch of old-fashioned fudge. Not just home, but love. Where I come from, a plate of fudge can say “I love you” almost better than words. Really, fudge is the international sign for “I love you”. No one makes it better than my momma. With a little practice and her essential tips, you will be well on your way to telling someone you love them — in the best language I know, “fudge”. Continue reading
Days like today are like a lone bird that calls out early in the dark of the morning. If it weren’t for that alarm, night would have permission to continue on indefinitely. The cold, overcast, wet days full of ice, snow and drizzle have persisted in such a bossy, obtrusive way! I mean snow days in March?? That hardly ever happens in Oklahoma! But, folks – nature made an announcement with the weather of this day: “Spring is coming!”.
Is it over already?? It seems like this weekend was shorter than usual! Oh, it did to you too?? Maybe it was that hour we all lost ((boo))!! We squeezed in a lot even with a shrunken weekend. For starters, Continue reading