i have more incoming visitors from the most random sites than i ever thought possible.  what search is happening that goes from here to my small, unnoticed, and obscure abode in the internet world?  i know it’s not actually a person, just some random blip in the cyper world, but it is strange. speaking of… Continue reading so strange.

it’s quiet in the house tonight.  girls read books & watch movies, a little boy slowly falls asleep, a daddy is already completely asleep, a mumsie catches up on the internet world for the day, and i look at Real Simple, Crate & Barrel, and Pottery Barn.  i learn ways to be a thrifty grocery… Continue reading learning in the silence

life throws curve balls.  i’ve always known this to be a fact but now i’m experiencing it as reality.  and it’s now, in the midst of being a recipient of a curve ball that i find myself curled up, grappling to gather the bits of my heart that are strewn about, and piece everything back… Continue reading fresh portion

sometimes it’s in the quiet of my blue 12×12 room at my church. sometimes it’s in the kitchen surrounded by many when the warm heart asks me a question. sometimes it’s in my favorite gym when i’m standing in front of 400 people. sometimes it’s in another blue room with candles and blankets and faces… Continue reading

i love my town.  i do.  and i love how small town country it is.  we like the fall.  how do we show that?  by decorating with gigantic haymen: isn’t he just darling?  yeah, i don’t really think so either.  (although i gotta give whoever built the man some credit — i certainly wouldn’t be… Continue reading small town living

i live in the north country.  this dear ‘ole place comes complete with funny accented people, no shopping, struggling businesses, foul smelling air from large dairy farms, four restaurants to choose from, an economy that turned sour long ago, absolutely miserable weather — and yet, so many love it.  i love it.  i know people… Continue reading perfect world?

night one of my dance classes.  reflections? my teacher is amusing.  a regular north country gal complete with a blonde ponytail and a bit of a twang. mirrors are from the devil.  perfect for every young girl in the room who is in love with themselves and awful for the few self-conscious ones stuck in the… Continue reading just dance

sometimes all i need to know is that He knows.  sometimes all i need to know is that there is a High Priest who understands.  sometimes all i need to know is that me — plain old me with all my feelings — am noticed by the One who cares most. “You have kept count… Continue reading

i keep humming the lines from a dear old hymn.  growing up we used to gather around the piano, the mumsie would play, and we were all to sing along (3 part harmony, please).  i learned many of these ancient songs and love them more everyday. Pardon for sin and a peace that endureth, Thine… Continue reading faithfulness

i don’t have much to say these days… i watch my bird.  a lot.  i’m not sure why i’m so fascinated by a small yellow thing but i am.  and she’s loud.  like really really loud.  i love it. the US Open is currently taking place seven hours south of us.  and the tv is… Continue reading little things.