Agnes my asparagus fern is safely indoors for the winter and it’s a good thing. Temperatures are dropping and although the sky is a beautiful, clear blue and the sun looks warm against my neighbors’ houses, it is a chilly morning. Fall is here and frost isn’t far behind. Yesterday was not so–it was a […]
Nov 14, 2024
Rain, a Hundred Years Ago
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We’ve had wonderful autumn rain lately and it has been a blessing. This morning, I’m thinking backward about a hundred years and imagining what it might have been like at the Levi and Edna Latty Farm, my grandparents’ farm, in the early part of the twentieth century. It would be dark on the farm at […]
Nov 11, 2024
Armistice Day!
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It was a different kind of world in 1918. Woodrow Wilson was our 28th President. Postage stamps were two cents, a loaf of bread cost a dime and a gallon of gasoline was eight cents. An epidemic of Spanish flu ravaged the country, causing more than 500,000 deaths. Some of the popular songs were Over […]
Sep 15, 2024
Walking Home
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When my mother was a little girl, she walked to visit friends. When it came time for her to go home, her friend would walk her part way. Then, Mom would turn and walk her friend back. I don’t know how long they kept doing this, but, I’m sure, for two little girls, it was […]
Aug 21, 2024
Memories of Dad
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Today is my dad’s birthday. I’ve written about him a lot, both here and in my books. Only, in my books he wasn’t called by his name, Bob Day, rather, he showed up here and there as admirable traits in male characters. I couldn’t resist mixing a little of his honesty, strength, and trustworthiness into […]
Jul 31, 2024
A Tattered Book
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Yesterday, I happened upon a very old diary! It was a 5-year diary and, oh joy! it began in 1953! Can you believe it? I’ve always preferred reading diaries or journals of people who lived through old times because to me those are the truest accounts. This was evidently the journal of a young farm […]
