On Mother’s Day, Mom always wore a corsage of white roses to church. Used to be that was the custom–if your mother was no longer with you, you wore white flowers; if she was still here, you wore red flowers. That tradition has probably flown, like so many. I’m blessed every day to be the […]
Feb 6, 2024
Remembrance
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Cleaning out and organizing the writings I’ve done through the years has its rewards. I found poems, a few songs, Sunday School lessons, and stories that I wrote so many years ago, I’d forgotten about them. But, it was fun to re-read. It was sort of like meeting old friends. I’ll post a few of […]
Feb 15, 2023
Early morning
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The early morning is peaceful and quiet, the moon serene and white in the sky and dawn only a promise away. Even the birds aren’t yet awake and I seem to be the only one up to enjoy it. How nice if I could keep that peace and beauty in my pocket today and just […]
May 26, 2022
Stopped at the Candy Aisle
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I went to the store this morning, meaning to make a quick dash in for only a couple of items. As I rolled my cart by the candy aisle, I, of course, paused and remembered that my candy dish was empty. As I surveyed all the tempting items, a little, white-haired lady stopped and eyed […]
May 17, 2021
Respect and Remembrance
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Respect and remembrance–two important words that sum up the history of Decoration Days at cemeteries. The deck is wet with rain this morning, the morning is dark. A dove and a robin are trying to wake up the other birds with their songs, and I think back to yesterday and the annual observance of Decoration […]
May 16, 2020
Wild Onions
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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 […]
