My Beautiful Dining Room Table
June 28th, 2024
Sweet Nathaniel cut the brown-eyed Susans, found a jar, and arranged them himself. Sunny Si couldn’t be left out so he cut what we call “little daisies” and found his own jar. They bring me these little treasures and don’t realize that the two of them are my truest treasures. And see the dirty dishes? Look at their arrangement. Close. Intimate. First breakfast, with my love. Quiet, private, shared. Not sure who played monopoly, but we don’t have non-competitive children … read more
God our Father
April 19th, 2024
Hey y’all! It’s been a hot minute. We’re spring-time busy over here; but not our normal “spring – time, planting-season” busy. In fact, we haven’t started one single seed. (I know. It feels really, really weird and I’m working hard to trust and stay focused on what Father has us working on instead.) And the practice that keeps me focused and on task and “doing the next thing” is keeping our weekly Name for God scripture in front of me … read more
Welcoming New Life
May 24th, 2016
It is spring here on the farm. The big kids are camping with Grandma and Grandpa, the little girls are planting some flower seeds, Daddy is drilling soybeans and I am swinging in my porch swing watching oats grow in my garden spots. Yes, oats. Instead of starting seeds in March I was tending to this little sprout. And I love him more than all the beans and taters in the world. Isn’t he just precious? … read more
And the winner is…
January 9th, 2016
Thank you to all the ladies who left me birthday blessings! I enjoyed reading your comments and responding. Miss Michaela had great fun putting everyone’s name in her own special cap and drawing out the winner. She would like to congratulate….Kelly Zabka of the Zabka Clan!! Of course to her, this was not “Kelly” but “Khloe’s mama”. 🙂 We will mail out your special package in the morning. Happy weekend everyone! Love, Margie and Michaela
Make the Most of Every Opportunity
January 2nd, 2016
I remember my last visit with my Grandma Houseworth as if it were yesterday. It was the end of August and we were sitting in her yard snapping green beans. She had insisted on tea towels in our laps to catch the stems and we shared a bucket on the ground for the broken beans. Her namesake, Mary Caroline, was helping us snap in between playing cowboys with her brothers in the sunshine. The boys loved Grandma’s collection of cap … read more
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