It rests in my herb garden, a memory stone, reminding me of where it came from and the reason it is here. It’s a reminder of a time past–a slower, quieter time when life was different from the way life is now. It brings memories of the strong, good people who owned the farm where […]

Wild Onions
The following is by my mother, Susie Latty Day. She tells about hunting for wild onions when she was a girl at Etta, many years ago. “On a farm, each season brings its celebration of particular events. When my sisters and I were young girls, we particularly looked forward to the coming of […]

Strawberries, Sugar, and Cream
Curly-locks! Curly-locks! Wilt thou be mine? Thou shalt not wash dishes, nor yet feed the swine; But sit on a cushion, and sew a fine seam, and feed upon strawberries, sugar and cream! This nursery rhyme is from long ago, maybe in the days of King Charles and written as a satire, but […]

A Whisper in the Wind
My dear cousin Brian sent me copies of articles he had found which first appeared in a Tahlequah newspaper in 1913. What treasures! News from county communities included quite a few items from Etta. At that time, my mother was seven years old. It was a glimpse into life a hundred years ago. A […]

Suppertime on a Small Farm in Eastern Oklahoma
In October, around suppertime, the sun, as it nears the western horizon, casts a golden glow over leaves and grass. As the day comes to a close, my thoughts turn backward a few decades to a small farm in eastern Oklahoma. I remember a mother and father, a girl and her brother, who lived there. And, the cows, horse, […]