Joy to the World in January

Christmas cheer in January is a special treat when women come to our church and are served a Christmas dinner.  It is a traditional meal of turkey, real mashed potatoes with homemade turkey gravy, baked southern corn pudding, green beans, congealed salad, freshly baked homemade rolls, and apple or pumpkin pie capped with ice cream or cool whip.  Topped with a cup of coffee served in a cheerful Christmas mug, the evening is complete as … Read more

Remembering in January Sunsets

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The days have been cold here, and the nights even colder.  At dusk, the sunsets have been beautiful. From the inside looking out, I’ve watched the orange-gold sun setting behind barren trees, lighting the sky with one final nod before it settles in the western sky. Morning comes, and the birds are vying for spaces at the bird feeder.  I watch them, sipping hot tea with locally made honey and lemon.  And I remember my … Read more

The Little Drummer Boy and Me

One of my favorite Christmas songs is The Little Drummer Boy.  I used to think this song was more for children because it’s about a young boy. Yet I’ve come to realize that this song is as much for adults as it is for children because of its message. Granted, the song is about a fictional character, and the idea that a small boy showed up in the stable (or even in a house in … Read more

Homemade, Hearthside Memories

Hearth: en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hearth   In archaeology, a hearth is a firepit or other fireplace feature of any period. Initial usage refers to a place of warmth, heat, or fire, or ‘heat of earth’.

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There’s nothing like homemade bread baked  in an outdoor oven.  On rainy days, there’s nothing like the warmth from that hearthside!

I’m going back home again. It’s the changing-of-the-leaves time.  It’s apple cider and apple butter time. It’s Springs Folk Festival time, and I wouldn’t miss it for the world.

It’s true that I’ve already seen the hundreds of displays, craftsand craftsmen at this Festival.  I’ve watched glass blowing, log hewing, sheep shearing, horses on a treadmill, and women quilting.  I’ve listened to fiddle-playing in the woods, seen applebuttermaking over an open fire, and sat in the building where a play is performed or various groups and families sing and play a diverse assortment of instruments, music and songs.

I’ve purchased my share of relics and crafts to use in my home or as gifts. Yet while I’ll enjoy walking the trail and maybe hitching a ride on the hay wagon, I’m really heading home for one reason: to help bake home-mixed, homemade bread in an outdoor oven.   

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Rearranging my Life after Goodbyes

It’s been quite the summer. We’ve prayed over secrets and said more goodbyes than hellos. A few weeks ago I told a friend that I’ve sat on so many of my kids’ secrets this summer that I had trouble remembering what information was classified from whom. Sometimes I wasn’t sure which one needed prayers the most. Recently I told Rebekah that maybe we just have too many kids. (There’s an event at VT that she wants … Read more