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Spring is Springing

Spring is here in North Georgia, brimming with promise. The daffodils have come and gone and there is new growth on the hydrangeas. The yellowwood tree gets fuller and greener every day. The robins have been here for a while and the […]

Don’t Forget the Joy

Many years ago, my father built us a bird feeder. It sat in our storage building in the back yard for years. My husband kept telling me that we needed to put it up. I was reluctant. There are many things that […]

Tadpoles and Other Luxuries

My feet were dry and tired after being on them all day and the puddle near the driveway looked so cool and refreshing. I rolled my pant legs up and stepped in. As my feet cooled, I began to relax and suddenly […]

The Things I Carry

It’s amazing what we carry from our pasts into the future. We learn so much in our youth and carry those things into our lives with us. The new experiences we have, send us off with new things to carry. At a […]

Brush Gently

I was brushing my granddaughter’s hair the other morning after she spent the night with us. A flood of memories washed over me as my hands worked her hair into a loose braid. My mother spent a lot of time with my […]

Word of the Year 2022

Welcome, friends, to another new year. I hope it finds you healthy and happy. In this, my fifth year of replacing the resolution with a guiding word for the year, I choose ‘do’. Two simple letters; three simple points (if I were […]

As Another Year Closes

As another year is coming to a close, a new one is poised to begin. As a kid, it never occurred to me that I’d be living this life in 2021. Being sixty-five and living in Georgia would have been unfathomable to […]

Midnight Ramblings

As I walked into my office this evening, I was greeted by this picture on the desktop of my computer. I took this picture standing in the middle of Walnut Street, the street I grew up on. I was lucky enough to […]

A Letter to My Younger Self

Dear seventeen-year-old me, I see you sitting there in your mother’s lap all tearful, agonizing over what you’re going to do with your life.  Well guess what?  I’m from your future and I’m here to tell you that everything turns out ok.  […]

Snapshots From the Past

Looking back over my past, there are so many memories that it’s hard to remember them all. Having pictures helps keep the memories alive. I have a picture drawer where I keep pictures I’ve received since my parents passed away that I […]