Disappearing Into a Pile of Autumn Leaves Autumn is a nostalgic season, don’t you think? It’s a time of looking back at summer and realizing it has ended. Those flowers I cared for so lovingly will soon be a thing of the past. Times are changing, too, just like the seasons. I have a tendency […]
Jul 12, 2016
Old Barns and Life
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Last night as I sat on my deck listening to cicadas and frogs, I thought how many generations of my ancestors had heard these same night noises. These were age-old summer sounds: the jar flies as we called them, the frogs, a whole chorus of them. I felt as if I could close my eyes and be […]
May 2, 2016
That Busy Little May Bee
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Yesterday, the first day of May, came in just as it should with lots of sun, cool temperatures and a feeling of optimism, of looking forward to what the spring will bring. Long ago, children wound brightly colored ribbons around a Maypole on the first day of May. My mother told me that she and […]
Dec 5, 2015
Raintrees, Victorians, Mysteries and Acorns
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Raintrees and mysteries are swirling through my mind this morning. Would you believe I’m on my third cup of Folgers already and the sun hasn’t even gotten up? The sky however, is growing lighter in the east. These beautiful December days are like a blessing, a time of reprieve, perhaps, before winter arrives in earnest. Will it […]
Jun 21, 2015
Look What They Started
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Yesterday, descendants of Ben Willis and Levi Latty flocked to Tahlequah to honor our ancestors and get better acquainted with each other. Today is Father’s Day, a good time to remember the values, the strength of character, and the love of family these men left us. Many fathers were in the room; men who worked hard for […]
Mar 4, 2015
Thoughts of a Country Woman
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Sure, I live in town now; although it is not a bustling city, it is not the country either. But my roots are country. I don’t mean the kind of country that drugstore cowboys sing about. (I used to say rinestone-studded cowboys but now scruffy seems to be the rinestone of the past.) My growing […]
