Thursday, December 1, 2016

I (almost) did it!!

A post a day for November NaBloPoMo- most were pretty weak, but I made an effort each least got a photo or something posted, although a few came past midnight.

While my daily postings were nothing to get excited about, I think it will be interesting to look back on them and be reminded of a season in our lives.

Now, let's tackle December.  Thirty days of the year left.

It's gonna be a busy time, and a joyful time, with some challenges too, no doubt.

P.S. My tree is up and lit...And now, to decorate...sometime this weekend!

Tuesday, November 29, 2016

Grieving for Gatlinburg

It's just incredible the amount of devastation a fire out of control can cause in a few minutes.

Fire, warm and cozy when controlled, but terrifying when gone wild.

Monday, November 28, 2016

Something to rest your eyes against

I'm worded out for the day, so I'm posting a photo I took in the yard yesterday.
Frost is intricate and magical, all the more so because it disappears as soon as the sun beams down on it.
Hurrah for cameras!

Sunday, November 27, 2016

Christmas, coming soon

My cat had the right idea this lazy and think of the passing of fall.
It's time to put away the autumn decor and drag down my Christmas stuff, which I was too lazy to do this particular evening.
But I did think about it!
Is that progress?

Saturday, November 26, 2016

There are no words

Sometimes there truly are no words.
No words to adequately express our sorrow for the loss of a loved one, no words appropriate enough to say, I wish I could take away some of your pain. I wish I could bear some of it for you. I wish there was something more to do.
I wish I could say with confidence that you will be fine, and while I believe you will, ultimately, I know at the same time you are experiencing the absolute hardest thing in the world.
Sometimes words just aren't enough.
That's when we just cry together and hold on.
Hold on.

Friday, November 25, 2016

Amy's morning after pumpkin cookies

I was not disappointed. There they were, on the designated dessert counter-Amy's pumpkin chocolate chip cookies. 
Although she and Greg and the girls went to her mom's for Thanksgiving dinner this year, she made several dozen extra of those wonderful cookies that she's been making every year since she's been in the family, I think.
She sent them to mom's, and there they were.  Hallelujah.
Amy has told me a couple of times that these unique cake-like pumpkin spiced cookies are from an old family recipe - maybe her granny's.
I half-heartedly asked for it once, but the truth is, I want Amy to make them every year from now on.
I want to always eat them with a cold glass of milk and some hot coffee the morning after Thanksgiving and Christmas.
Every time, I marvel at how she creates 8 or 9 dozen uniformly-sized, perfectly done- no blackened bottoms or gooey centers- cookies.
I just don't bake cookies like that.
Maybe I am too distractible, but every panful I pull out of the oven looks-ummm,  different.
These are the best pumpkin spice anything I've ever eaten.
Thanks, Amy!!!! :)

Thursday, November 24, 2016


I am thankful tonight for the feast, for my family, for the reminder of what is most important in my life.
After our big meal, Mom, Pam and I enjoyed a nice cloudy evening walk.
I enjoy damp cloudy days in the fall- we sure haven't had many of those this dry year.
The higher humidity creates a softness in the air. The colors of the landscape are soft too, the moody gray of the almost bare hills, the faded browns of the pastures punctuated with the occasional black frostbitten iron weed.
There's such beauty in these hills. I am thankful they are my home.