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With Gratitude or For Granted?
We are seeing some drab days. They look a lot like November. But the larches glow through the fog and when the sun comes out they only get brighter. The bright yellow cottonwood leaves are gone but their dark bare branches have their own beauty. One of my blueberrys was damaged by deer, but the
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The Scarlet Letter
I’m on a classics reading spree; if that’s not your thing you can skip this post.😘 And those of you who don’t like spoilers can turn the page too.👋 The Scarlet Letter takes place in the mid 1600’s in Puritan world of Boston, Massachusetts. Most people caught in adultery would have been hung on the
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So She Reads Collection: An Invitation
WELCOME to our monthly collection. This space is our online equivalent of a commonplace book. Here is where we offer links and ideas for you to explore, and things we might want to revisit or remember. Brew yourself a cup of tea and savor a quiet moment while you read. Be inspired to live with
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Keep the Lights On Hospitality, Part 3
I try to keep a little part of my mind lit up to with this thought of hospitality. Sometime soon, I will be having someone over. That is the way I want to live life. This post tells of various ways I keep the hospitality light on. Practice It We learn by doing. Wouldn’t it
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Opening the Door of Hospitality, Part 2
To continue my topic of the last article. Hospitality. You and I know what the Bible says, what Jesus did, its benefits to our spiritual and temporal natures. We know it takes action to be hospitable. Here are some ways to practice self-denial… (long pause in typewriter keys clicking) To be honest, I don’t like
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Finding the Key to Hospitality, Part 1
It was a hardworking weekend with food committee duties and overnight company. Finally, Sunday evening came. My whole body felt a tingle of pleasure to sit down on the couch with a book and spend a quiet evening in our living room. Then my husband spoke from the recliner. “Shall we invite —’s for the
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