Tomatoes, still bubbling hot in their jars, cool on the a checkered dishtowel. The red is a sight to excite the eyes in the hot dragging days of late summer. I love canning. It gives a sense of accomplishment––lifting the jars from the boiling water and setting them to cool. I know they will make... Continue Reading →
The Old Farm
The Old farm fades with yellow...Sunflowers grow along fences and sneezeweed takes the pasture.
I Love Light
I Love Light I love the way sun slants into my house through the front windows as the sun rises. I love the way it falls across the books on the bookcases in my livingroom and how it drifts silently and sweetly across the designs on my bed quilt. I love how a breeze touches... Continue Reading →