Tomorrow is Father’s Day as I write this.  I have thought of my father all day long as I have seen people post pictures of their Dads on Facebook.  It is a touching tribute and one I wish I could do.  But, I have no pictures on my computer of him and did not thinkContinue reading “Fathers”

When it rains…

As a child I often sat on my bed in northwestern Pennsylvania dreaming of growing up and moving to California.  I dreamed of sunny beaches and big houses and being rich enough to flourish there.  I don’t know why I ever thought of that, but I did.  I guess it didn’t help with the MommasContinue reading “When it rains…”

Weeds from Childhood

As my Dear Anonymous Hubby was pitching a tent in Gettysburg this past July, I grabbed my camera and started taking pictures.  (He didn’t need my help at that time and I wasn’t offering…).  He smiled as he watched me taking pictures of him and the view behind where our tent would sit and theContinue reading “Weeds from Childhood”

Same Stuff… Different Day

Have you ever answered someone’s question with my title?  Doing the same thing as you did yesterday, last week, last month, but the day was different.  That was the only difference in your schedule. I have thought recently about topics like this.  Same stuff, different day.  One more time around the mountain.  Here we goContinue reading “Same Stuff… Different Day”

Delicate Boldness in the middle of a hard spot

During our trip to Gettysburg a month ago, I tried to capture the beautiful landscape of my beloved Pennsylvania.   Upon entering the state I immediately felt a calmness come over me that only happens when I arrive there.  No other state in the wonderous union of ours has touched my soul like Pennsylvania. As youContinue reading “Delicate Boldness in the middle of a hard spot”