Monday, June 13, 2016
The comfortable, spotless home was located in the country. We visited it on a warm, sunny
weekday afternoon. We were a group of friends who met each week during the winter,
for Bible Studies. This particular day, we met at a local Amish home for a luncheon. The
hospitality we found here, by the warm, caring, gracious hostess and her daughters, was
The table was beautifully set, with fresh flowers from the gardens.
Oil lamps were placed down the center of the table, and fresh garden salads graced each
And, oil lamps hung from the ceiling, lighting the basement room.
On a side table, many Lego creations, built by the young son, were displayed in colorful
Bookshelves were filled with favorite books, making it obvious that reading played a big role
in this family's lives. Television was not to be found in the home.
Dresses from the weekend activities, were washed and air drying on the back porch.
Gardens were abounding on the property outside, so carefully tended, and organized. Tin pie pans
were used to keep the birds away.
The abundant strawberry plants were filled with fruit, soon to be ripe and ready to eat.
Sugar peas were healthy and growing.
Interspersed with the vegetables in the gardens, were gorgeous, colorful flowers in bloom.
Laundry had been washed and hung out to dry, in the afternoon sun. The children's scooters
were placed in individual parking spaces, ready for any needed transportation.
As we walked into the barn by the side of the home, we once again were impressed with the
detail and cleanliness found there.
Unique looking turkeys roamed the barnyard, in somewhat proud fashion. I must admit, their
black, white and red colors certainly caught our attention.
Inside the barn, the horses seemed to welcome each one of us. It was obvious, that they were
used to having people around them.
As we pulled out the stone driveway, we were refreshed, inspired, and so grateful for the few hours
that we were privileged to spend, in this lovely home.
Thursday, June 9, 2016
Today, I am sharing a few of my favorites with you, including a cake, a sunset and baseball.
Recently, I thought I needed to take a dessert to a dinner that I was going to. I heard
some friends talking about a cake that they baked, because it was in their Weight Watcher's plan.
They said it was light and delicious, and only took two ingredients. My kind of dessert.
I looked it up and found it here;
One box of angel food cake and one can of crushed pineapple in the pineapple juice. Mix
together and bake. That simple! I did go one step further and adding icing, where I mixed
Cool Whip and instant vanilla pudding. I iced the cake after it was cool, and stored it in the
Our plans were changed at the last minute, so now I am left with a 9 x 13 inch cake
in my refrigerator. My husband is so happy! He keeps asking for it.
If you need a quick, refreshing dessert, here is one you might try.
Oh, and I brought in my first rose of the season, after a heavy rainstorm.
Isn't it beautiful?
Does this tempt you to make the cake? I wish I could share some with you.
Here is a sign on my kitchen counter. Makes me smile whenever I see it.
A sunset this week that caused me to stop at the side of the road and take this picture.
The first year of baseball for my grandson. A fun and new adventure for us, to attend
his games and cheer him on.
At my niece's baby shower, there was a table full of different sizes of white onesies, paints
and markers, for each guest to decorate how they wished.
Here, one of my nieces paints a horse on her onesie, which fit in perfectly with the western
theme of the shower.
It was interesting to see the completed projects, from all ages.
The plastic tent added to the western décor of the shower, and was where we placed our
shower gifts for the expectant mother.
The beautiful Mother-to-be, her sister, and her good friends.
I close with one of the desserts at the baby shower. It's artistry and taste were both exceptional!
Thanks for stopping by and sharing in a few of the week's simple joys.
Saturday, June 4, 2016
One box at a time. One cupboard, one drawer, one cardboard box at a time, I am cleaning out, getting rid of, and if keeping, I am organizing what is left. I find this a somewhat emotional
time for me. Happy memories, sad memories, fun and disappointing memories...they are
all present, as I go through this process.
This week, we found a stack of paper back activity books from my husband's childhood. Still
as colorful and filled with his young attempts at paintless painting:).
Speaking of my husband as a young boy, well we found lots of pictures too. Priceless
pictures from many years ago. Pictures I just cannot get rid of. Here is my husband,
and his brother, who were 17 months apart, and his sister who were born
five years later, and his youngest sister born 2 years later. I treasure this precious
This stack of books made me stop my cleaning projects, and just gaze through each
page. I smiled as I read them. The one was filled with many familiar nursery rhymes,
some of which I have not even thought about, since my own mother read them to me, years ago.
Really, Curly Locks, how were you so fortunate? To feed only on strawberries, sugar and cream?
me, and we all enjoyed our first bowl of fresh, local strawberries, angel food cake, and
a dollop of whipped cream. So delicious, although we did not sit on a cushion to eat
our strawberries, like Curly Locks did:).
I must admit, I had a bit of trouble when I went to read this to the children. "She whipped
them all soundly, and put them to bed." Really, just because she had too many children???
I wondered what my Mother thought when she read me this nursery rhyme long ago?
In another act of cleaning out, they discovered my wedding gown. Immediately, they asked
if we could do a fashion show. I smile every time I see these pictures. A dress that has been
packed away for the most part, for the last 41 years, pulled out of storage and modeled by
my very own 8 year old granddaughter. The safety pins in the back, made it fit somewhat
And almost that many years ago, I wore this long dress, as a maid-of-honor in
my dear friend's wedding. I remember it clearly. We wore white and black dresses, and
carried bright red roses. Now, my little 7 year old granddaughter, with the help once
again, of safety pins for fit, modeled the dress. Both of them added drama to each
step as they walked in the elegant dresses.
And, that is how we filled our Friday evening. Simple blessings from the past,
and now adding joy to the present.
of my life...the good, the bad, the happy and the sad. It all went together to make me who I am
today. Quite honestly, I am enjoying this organizing and packing process. It is causing me to
stop and think about many things, that my busy life does not have me doing very often.
I read something recently, that best sums up my feelings as I did this post;
"Oh God, you who brought me, without consulting me, without my knowledge of what you were
doing or why, into this difficult and puzzling but also fascinating world, help me to trust you
to know what you're doing.
I owe every single thing I have, and am, and know, and enjoy, and love, to your generosity,
initiative, intelligence, and power...all summed up in the all-encompassing phrase "creative
Teach me to be trusting, instead of cynical; peaceful, instead of quarrelsome; humble,
instead of arrogant. Teach me to stop thinking I know more and better than the Being that
gave me my being."
~Joan Bel Geddes
"Are You Listening God?"
"We all live off of His generous bounty, gift after gift after gift." ~John 1:16 TM
A red rose, just for you today. Thanks for stopping here.
Monday, May 30, 2016
It was Sunday afternoon at a local, small town park.
Our son-in-law, daughter, their children, we, their grandparents, and their great-grandmother.
We included touches on the table setting, reflecting our patriotism. We personally expressed our
gratitude to our son-in-law for his service in the United States Coast Guard.
We were happy to have fresh fruit at our table. It makes any picnic better.
There were moments where the oldest, reached out to the younger ones.
And times where the older ones spent time playing baseball with the younger ones, in the big
They are growing up so quickly.
Three generations on one picnic bench.
While three young men strolled through the park on horseback. It all gave a new definition
to the meaning of "the good old summertime."
We walked through the old wooden bridge, on the stone trail behind the picnic area. The girls and I talked about what poison ivy looked like, and how they might find snakes on the huge piles
of rocks, by the side of the trail.
We observed various forms of transportation and lifestyles at the park, on this hot, sunny afternoon. What a fun way to celebrate in simple fashion, the Memorial Day weekend.
Thank you for stopping by.