"We make a little order where we are, and the big sweep of history on which we can have no effect doesn't overwhelm us. We do it with a garden, with the furnishings of a room, or with sounds and words. We make a little form, and we gain composure." Robert Frost I make my... Continue Reading →
Crabapple Spring
The beauty of spring––we don"t expect it. Every year we are amazed anew at the wonder. c. e. hollis Crabapple blooms remind me of the jelly Mama used to make of those small fruits, with no beauty like other apples, they we re the rejects, the outcasts, and yet they make wonderful tart and tangy... Continue Reading →
Springtime
"I love your spring wind, Lord,...its bright prancing makes me want to dance too, to roll a hoop, throw confetti, gather armloads of flowers." Marjorie Holmes To be a Child in Spring By Elece Hollis Run up the hills where the dogwoods bloom Run, jump, and swing sky high. Spring has arrived with sunshine... Continue Reading →