"The next best thing to the enjoyment of a good time, is the recollection of it." ~James Lendall Basford For someone who has a zillion photo albums collected on shelves all over her house, it amazes even me that I rarely print photos anymore. But I didn't want my memories of Italy…
This is the post I intended to write back in June, when I returned from a glorious two weeks in Florida, visiting my mother-in-law. I've had the intention just about every day since. So enough is enough. I've decided "Today's the Day"! (Click on that to hear the awesome Shake Russell song that is…
At the time of my last 'sweet' post, I mentioned going through one of the boxes of my mom's things and crying when I came across her uneaten Easter candy. In all honesty, I fell into a funk that day that I just couldn't shake… like a perpetual gray cloud was hovering above my…
Last Saturday night I pulled out my grandmother's slide projector, propped it on my kitchen table, and went back in time through the images splashed on the wall above our stairs. Most I had never seen before, like the one above of my grandmother standing in a field of bluebonnets. What you are seeing is actually…
Long Hollow 