Summer Days with Grands

“Summer, Summer, Summer. It sweeps up over your soul like a slow wave and feeds you on sunshine, watermelon, corn on the cob, and fresh tomatoes and then quite suddenly, it is gone.” In summer the grandkids come and we have suddenly not enough room at the dinner table, not enough bread and milk, not... Continue Reading →

His Hands

"A good father will leave his imprint on his daughter for the rest of her life."James C. Dobson  His HandsBy Elece HollisAs we harvested the grapes for jelly-makingI took photos of his hands;I wanted never to forget those hands,How they looked in my mind's eye.The photos shocked me—rocked meNever would I have thought those handsHad already... Continue Reading →

Summer’s End

Summer 's EndWhat a sweet time is summer, with picnic-y fun,Lots of long days to bask in the sun,What a wonder the fresh foods we so much enjoyA treat for the each girl and for each smiling boy.What a great time for travel, for trips and vacations,Time to go visit our friends and relations.Summer's the... Continue Reading →

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