Going for a Walk Ramblings

First of all, I want to thank all you who follow me on Facebook for leaving nice comments during my first Facebook live.  I screwed up several times (and mispronounced Couture!)  It was definitely a learning experience, but I talked myself into it and wanted to be more brave.  I don’t know if I’ll do them often, but I felt good once it was done.

Engagement Photos, Tree Hugging, and Amazing Views

When my son asked me to come visit him and his fiancée to take engagement photos, without hesitation I agreed. I’m not a people photographer, so I was a little nervous.  But if they weren’t too picky about how they turned out, I was willing to try. Here’s a quick collage to give you an idea of the photos I shot. If you want to see more photos and hear about my “adventure” taking their photos, you can see more below. {Read More}

He Saved the Best Rock for Last | A Love Story

There once was a little boy who climbed onto his friend’s bike that was too big for him. He tried to ride it down the driveway, but he fell and broke his arm.   A few years later, that same little boy climbed up another friend’s bunk bed, got his leg stuck in the ladder rung, and fell and broke his other arm. Years passed, and his poor frazzled mom thought he’d outgrown his arm-breaking tendencies, when she got a {Read More}

When a Chicken Gets the Hiccups

The strangest thing happened  in our chicken coop this week. My daughter went to do her daily egg collection and found the something weird.       Seriously weird.

Weekending: 100 Screw Holes Later and Fall Window Box Update

I did something really dumb, and now I have to pay for it. If you do the crime, you must do the time, as they say. Believe me, I regret my crime and wish I had been smarter. My crime?  It was putting screw holes into the wood walls in my kitchen. Not just a few holes.  I made loads of them. Every time I showed you a photo like this … or this … or this … I put more holes {Read More}

Kittens Seem to Find Us

Our family seems to be a magnet for kittens without families of their own. I vowed we were not getting any new animals. Three of my kids are young adults, and one has only a few years left in high school, so I don’t want to be the one left to take care of all the animals once all my kids fly the coop, but … You knew there was a “but,” right? My son was at his friend’s house and they {Read More}

Lucy and Ethel and My Heartfelt Thanks

To all of you who shared your own stories of loss, and left condolences on the passing of my dad, please know I read every single one of them, and they meant so much to me.  The first day after he was gone was so quiet and strange.  We had become accustomed to the sound of his oxygen machine, and when we turned it off, the silence was deafening, and we’d become so used to talking in whispers, that it {Read More}

Shopping on Accident and Explaining it to My Husband

When it comes to shopping, normally I’m a “get in and get out as fast as you can” person – especially at the grocery store, but there’s a store that takes me on a detour every time I’m in it. It isn’t a store you are likely to ever come across, unless you happen to veer off I-40 midway between Albuquerque and Gallup. Now, this is reservation land, and there is a casino and a DQ, but I wasn’t planning to gamble, {Read More}

Christmas Traditions and $100 Balsam Hill Giveaway

Some Christmas traditions are fun, some are sentimental, and some are celebrations of our faith, and today I’d like to hear about your favorite traditions – whether it’s decorating gingerbread houses, visiting a living nativity, or setting out cookies for Santa. I can’t wait to hear yours! Balsam Hill is hosting a Countdown To Christmas blog tour, with 25 – $100 gift card giveaways (I’ll tell you more about that in at the end) and today’s my turn! If you are visiting {Read More}

I Need a Silent Night

I woke up this morning with a laughably long to-do list.  I’m nowhere near finished with my Christmas shopping, I’ve got half-finished projects that I need to complete, and Christmas baking, … and the list goes on and on. As I looked at each item on the list, I felt my motivation melt away faster than a marshmallow in a cup of hot cocoa. I thought if I took a nice, long soak in a hot bubble bath, I’d be {Read More}