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 →
Breaking and Enduring
As my friend Dawn was helping me wash dishes one night during their visit she dropped my Phaltzgraf soup tureen into the white porcelain sink. It bounced twice and split in half like a ripe melon. “Oh, don’t worry, Dawn. It’s just an old bowl. I have loads of bowls.” I tossed it in the... Continue Reading →