holiday sparkles and christmas sprinkles
I'm dreaming of a {red &} white Christmas Yep, I'm a traditionalist when it comes to decorating each year. Visit Nester's Christmas Tour of Homes for beautiful decorating ideas from...
Reason #427 I love the South
Only a born-and-bred Southerner can fully appreciate… c e l e b r a t e… ...
A kiss is a kiss and sometimes it’s more…
Our closet is the modest walk-in variety, small by middle-America standards but obscene if I compare it beyond our back yard. I prefer not thinking about either. I'm hanging a pair of jeans when I feel his presence before I hear him....
Around/About: Best gifts, Run!, a crisis, parenting & more…
Week of December 6
A collection of links I love, sites I like, interesting reads or cool happenings nearby. One of the best personal gift ideas I've stumbled across, re-gifting with a very personal touch. It makes me wish I was on Patsy Clairmont's gift list! The...
The finding of Neverland
Young boys should never be sent to bed… they always wake up a day older. J.M. Barrie in Finding Neverland With fairy steps I stealth into his room and slip under layers of covers to envelop his body. We're spoons. He's a...
15 Words or Less: Hardened
lavishly poured out, unrequited love turns heart to stone; beauty masks impenetrable ache, frozen solace. This week's entry for Laura Salas' "15 Words or Less Poems." One picture conjures diverse thought…might you be inspired...
Picture it outside of the box:
{Focus on the eyes}
One of the unforgettable faces from my trip to India, masked for performance but with a vulnerable beauty hidden beneath the surface. On one hand I'm slightly unnerved by such a young girl playing adult dress up; on the other, I saw her pride as she...
“More questions than a five year-old in the backseat riding cross-country.”**
“Never have I felt less worthy and more privileged to be a part of a group of people.” ~ “I’d been looking forward to this past weekend for as long as I can remember and I came home feeling humbled, amazed, grateful, inspired, and...
“It was like a high school sleepover, only we’re our mother’s age, plus there was some snoring going on.”**
I have returned from the top of a mountain. Over the weekend I traveled 2 1/2 hours to Birmingham for two family reunions where no one shares my blood but 13,800 share my soul. We feasted and feasted but mostly we feasted. Miracles happened. Five us were crammed...