Fun, food, flowers, and tales of farm life accented the cozy critique yesterday. If anybody had a slight case of the blues, those blues were banished by the laughter and creativity that settled into my dining room with the advent of the Cozy Critters. It’s nice to belong to a critique group that believes in […]
Dec 31, 2016
Turning Back the Calendar 100 Years
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Tonight, we take down the calendar for 2016 and put up a new one, but wait a minute! What if, suddenly, the calendar went backward instead of forward, pages blown off by the winds of time, years and decades whisked away, technology, modern marvels, all today’s concerns disappearing in a flash and there we are, in […]
Jul 15, 2014
A Whisper in the Wind
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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 hundred […]
Apr 30, 2014
Imagine That!
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Imagination is a gift. It is sort of like a beautiful thoroughbred racehorse. It can take me to many places, thrilling, wonderful places, many of which I’ve never seen. With my imagination, I lead adventure after adventure, solve mysteries, and meet exciting people. With my imagination, I can answer that age-old question, What if? On […]
Jan 29, 2014
The January Thaw
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In the days when my grandparents, Levi and Edna Latty, were on their 300+ acre farm at Etta, Pappy Latty always looked for the January thaw, those few January days when winter paused to take a deep breath and remember that spring would soon be on its way. During the January thaw, Pappy would hitch […]
Jan 12, 2014
Etta Bend Devotional
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Etta Bend Daily Devotional January 12–“What time I am afraid, I will trust in thee” (Psalm 56:3). Nighttime at Etta Bend in the early 1900s was dark indeed. If the moon didn’t happen to be shining, the only brightness was the light of coal oil lamps glowing in the farmhouse windows. Sometimes trouble is like […]
