Showing posts with label Wondering. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Wondering. Show all posts

Monday, August 6, 2012

What I Would Like to Know....



.....is where on earth this day has gone!!!!

Friday, April 20, 2012

Loveliness.....


Cuttings from three smallish shrubs growing under the south living room windows.
I wish I knew what they are, for they are lovely! 

Friday, May 13, 2011

Wondering.....



........how it can suddenly get so hot! Whew! It was in the 90's again today.



........why God has blessed me with such precious children. I certainly have done nothing to deserve them. It seems like I appreciate them even more when my Knight is gone. What I would do without their sweet little faces, I do not know.



.........why it feels so good to find deals at garage sales. I spent about fifty dollars today, but I have so much to show for it!



..........why listening to the rain falling outside makes me feel so cozy and yet so alone all at the same time, without my Knight.



...........why I am staying up so late blogging when I really should be in bed!



And on that note.......goodnight!

Wednesday, February 23, 2011

In our old, old House.......

.....there's an upstairs room.
In the upstairs room, there's an old wooden door.
Behind the old wooden door, there's a dark narrow staircase
(~Which leads straight up to the attic........spooky, I know!).
By the dark narrow staircase, there's an old dusty wall.
In that old dusty wall, my husband found~
these:


We are not really sure what this is...

...an old picture frame, perhaps?
There was broken glass around it....

And old boots, beautifully made.


A child's and what we think was a lady's.
They are each a right-footed boot.



We think they must have been stored on the stair,
and that just the right boot of each pair got knocked off into the wall.






If they could only talk,
I wonder what stories they could tell........



Tuesday, October 19, 2010

A Compliment?

I had just put the finishing touches to my hair and applied some hair-spray when my eldest son walked in and hit me with:

"Where are you going, mom? You're smelly."

Tuesday, August 31, 2010

Kidding Myself?









Every time I look around, I say to myself, "No, it's not a messy house........it's just lived in..."