I saw an advertisement in our local Facebook Marketplace the other day for a red bench. Amish made, sturdy, in excellent condition and only three twenty-dollar bills. The memories started flooding in. I’ll have a birthday soon and my memory isn’t always that reliable but I just knew that, somewhere in time, we’d had a red bench. I contacted the owner and we picked up the bench right after my eye doctor appointment last Friday. It was perfect. The color is a gorgeous burgundy red. It is sturdy and I have no doubt Amish made. She said it used to …
Family
Thirteen years…
Thirteen years have passed between these two photographs. This little angel is now fifteen and a half years old. This cute as a button toddler turned into a beautiful young lady with a giving, tender heart. She’s very smart, quite talented and a whole lot taller than her grandmother. She plays the piano and the marimba beautifully (it’s an instrument that looks like a gigantic xylophone and sounds amazing). And she swims competitively. Yes, I know I sound like a proud grandmother! Today was grandparents day at her school. Grandpa Doug and I were so very happy to be there …
My Southern Heart again…
If you read my blog, My Southern Heart, from May 2008 to August 2012, then you’re going to think this looks totally different. You’re right – it does. All the entries from my time in Oregon have been archived and I’ll have a book printed just for me. Five hundred pages full of reflections, photos, family, farm life, gardening, travels, the Pacific Northwest and so many delicious recipes. But it was time to put it all away and start My Southern Heart all over again. (The posts that you see in the pages and archives here are from My Southern …
“I’ll Go To My Grave Loving You”…
The year was 1975. My sweet, gentle Dad had heard this song on the radio and asked me if I could find the record for him. He loved my Mama dearly and he loved this song. At the time, I was not a fan of country music – and definitely not a fan of the Statler Brothers – but I bought a tape player and the song for him (and a few others). I watched as he listened to the sweet harmony and the words of the song…and his eyes teared up. The next thing I know there’s a …
The sixth day of August…
There are some days in life that are just bittersweet…today is one of those days. On a sweet note, today is Cindy’s birthday. She is my sister Gerry’s firstborn. Cindy is beautiful with a heart of gold…just like her late Mom. She has an ever ready smile and a wonderful sense of humor. We are always laughing when we’re all together. An amazing pianist and wonderful teacher, she must bless the hearts of the students at the college where she teaches. No doubt, she blesses the hearts of our entire family…just as she blesses mine. Happy Birthday, Cindy! I love you. Wish I …