Daddy Cooked Tapioca

When I was growing up in a large family, Mama was often busy with the little ones' bedtime routines in the evenings, so Daddy would cook for us older ones if we wanted a meal or snack late at night. One of his favorite projects was tapioca pudding.Sometimes he cooked  tapioca after church on Sunday night. It... Continue Reading →

Truant Sun

The Truant Sun By Elece HollisThe sun peeped out this morning No color, no majesty, No pomp and splendor, just a peep.I think he must have been ashamed of himself After all those days of gloom and drear. There he was! He peeked out like a child Accused of a cookie snitching,Like a puppy who... Continue Reading →

Truant Sun

The Truant Sun By Elece HollisThe sun peeped out this morning No color, no majesty, No pomp and splendor, just a peep.I think he must have been ashamed of himself After all those days of gloom and drear. There he was! He peeked out like a child Accused of a cookie snitching,Like a puppy who... Continue Reading →

The Snowflake

It snowed in Oklahoma last week, which was the cause of a great deal of delight at my house. The kids zoomed through their schoolwork and headed for the back room to don overcoats, stocking caps, and gloves. I ventured out long enough put a tray of extra birdseed in the front yard for my... Continue Reading →

The Snowflake

It snowed in Oklahoma last week, which was the cause of a great deal of delight at my house. The kids zoomed through their schoolwork and headed for the back room to don overcoats, stocking caps, and gloves. I ventured out long enough put a tray of extra birdseed in the front yard for my... Continue Reading →

Woodstove Warmth

Fire is crackling in the woodstove this morning. This old house is blessed with a fine large square woodstove. It is a comfort on winter days when cold creeps in like smoke around windows and doors. We love to open a door and watch the orange flames until the fire grows so we have to... Continue Reading →

Woodstove Warmth

Fire is crackling in the woodstove this morning. This old house is blessed with a fine large square woodstove. It is a comfort on winter days when cold creeps in like smoke around windows and doors. We love to open a door and watch the orange flames until the fire grows so we have to... Continue Reading →

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