Signs of Spring It’s a beautiful spring here in Kentucky. Mares are dropping foals quicker than toddlers can spread dandelion seeds! Knee Deep in Bluegrass and Dandelions There’s nothing like Kentucky in the spring. I’ve visited some beautiful places, but none is greener than Kentucky. It’s always good to come back home.
Recently my mother came to live with us. This in itself is a life-changing event for anyone. Our home is very small…big enough for my husband and myself, but strained at the seams when you bring in another person, her dog, and a big pile of their “stuff”. We gave her the room I...
It seems a man decided to end it all and jump off a high bridge. He picked one he thought would do the trick, the highest place he knew of in Kentucky, the I-75 bridge over the Kentucky River. About half way down he changed his mind. Luckily there were fishermen near where...
I have a friend who has passed her mid 80′s. You might think of her as old … until you meet her. Evelyn has had an amazing life, and continues to look forward to amazing things! A few months ago she decided she wanted a dump truck. Imagine that! Even she had...
The first principle of misery is envy…therefore the first principle of happiness is gratitude. This season of Thanksgiving is the perfect time to thank God for all of your blessings, whether they are the pleasant blessings or not. In the book “The Hiding Place”, Corrie ten-Boom gives an important lesson on being thankful. She...
This week we’ve had a spider at our front porch. She’s a beautiful pumpkin color and I couldn’t bear to take down her web. She’s put it out of our way and unless someone’s deathly afraid of spiders, having her there is not a problem. I’ve named her “Pumpkin” and I’m fascinated by the...
They say that having a blog gives a person the right to say what they think. Well, that’s probably true, but does it really? I’ve had a blog for quite a while now and I’ve always had to censor myself in one way or another, for fear of antagonizing one OR another. That’s changing....
Nothing smells better in the summertime than fresh cut Timothy hay, unless it’s bales of Alfalfa. Hay time always reminds me of growing up on the farm and riding on the back of the hay wagon, trying to hang on to those wobbling hay bales! Sometimes my dad would stack them so high he...
I was thinking today about the many jobs I’ve held. Long ago people thought you should go to work for one company and then retire from that same company after a decent 30 years or so with a gold watch and a pension. Things don’t happen like that as often as they used to. ...
Spin the Head on the Owl Do you remember when you were little and having fun was as simple as spinning the head on a plastic owl? Maybe that’s the biggest job of grandchildren…to remind us how easy it is to have a little fun. Life is tough. But there is joy to be found in little...
