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It’s that time of year again, and I am excited! My hard work is beginning to pay off; my garden is starting to yield fresh produce. I have enjoyed sugar snap peas for a couple of weeks. A few yellow cherry tomatoes have ripened; they don’t last very long after I rinse them off. It is too hard to resist a fresh-off-the-vine bite of golden goodness. I picked some green beans on Saturday, enough to share with a friend at…..
Another holiday is coming up, and sometimes I find it hard to face the idea that there will be someone missing at my Thanksgiving table. I remember the first meal my family had together after my husband graduated to Heaven. Things got quiet when we bowed our heads for the blessing of our food, but this time the silence wasn’t broken by the voice that usually offered our prayer. I am not sure who stepped into the void; the main…..
I am so ready for a luscious red tomato from my garden. I have had a few Juliet grape tomatoes and some yellow cherry tomatoes; however, the larger varieties are a long way from ripening. I would settle for a large yellow tomato, but they are nowhere near ripe, either. Bacon and tomatoes just go together. One of the best treats of summer is a bacon-and-tomato sandwich (I use Miracle Whip on mine; no mayo, thanks) with lots of black…..
Use your noodles! I will be forever grateful that my parents, especially my dad, taught me how to think for myself. If I asked for help solving a problem, Dad didn’t necessarily spout out the solution. He often guided me along the path of figuring out the answer on my own. To him, my head was for something more than to fill the space between my shoulders. Dad trained me in the art of “using my noodle.” Bob (my late…..
I have been looking forward to this week for a while. Two of my grandchildren are staying with me for several days; we plan to attend Vacation Bible School at my church. Vivian and Liam are both seven years old; each of them just completed first grade. I wanted to include Lincoln, who is four days older than Liam, but he is on vacation with family and unable to be here. I still find it amusing that all three of…..
Sometimes it seems that the road of life is a struggle. There are smooth places along the way, yet they often come after we have faced a particularly difficult stretch of road. One thing that has never failed to help me is the power of prayer. Even when it feels like my prayers are bouncing off the ceiling, I have the assurance that God is listening and working in ways I cannot understand. This truth was reinforced by a recent…..
Thinking of the upcoming Independence Day holiday has me feeling rather nostalgic. For many years, the fourth day of July meant attending my Dad’s family reunion. It was held around noon, so it never interfered with fireworks displays later in the evening. Our gathering was usually held at a park, but occasionally one of our family members would host it at their home. It was my grandmother’s family and was known as the Coleman/Weisgarber Reunion. It is funny what one…..