Meadowlarks perch on barbed wire fences.
One Hot Dusty Afternoon in Payson
One hot dusty afternoon, August 9, 1927, in Payson, Oklahoma, a baby girl was born and the world became a sweeter place. Her mother, Monte Michael, named the child Freda, after her daddy, Fred Michael a grocer who was respected and loved by many friends and neighbors in the tiny rural town of Tribbey, Oklahoma.... Continue Reading →
Favorite Things––Things I Love
The world is so full of a number of things, I'm sure we should all be as happy as kings. Robert Lewis Stevenson Roses. I love the shapes, the colors, the scent, the fragility, and the variety of roses.I love wildflowers blooming beside the road and flags flapping in the breeze. I love water... Continue Reading →