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Christmas Culinary Traditions (+a recipe!)
I've been in the kitchen today, whipping up treats for Christmas parties. I'm making peanut brittle and Saltine Cracker Toffee. These recipes are so easy I almost feel like I'm cheating. Mom, on the other hand, made sugar cookies, spritz cookies, popcorn balls,...
Take Heart – The Paralytic’s Story
Our small group recently studied the story of the paralytic lowered through the roof of a house to reach Jesus. We noticed that the story really isn't about the man being healed. It's about the pharisees and the faith of the man's friends. Jesus specifically mentions...
Holiday Gifting Round-Up – Shop Local (to WV!)
I love shopping local. Especially when it's local to my home sweet home in West Virginia! Here are some great gift items to share with your favorite mountain man or woman. And yes, I've personally sampled/used everything I'm recommending. (And currently have a craving...
Remember family game time during the holidays?
The Brown Mountain Lights – Gas or Ghosts??
I love mysteries and unexplained phenomenon. Miracles even. I've long been familiar with the Brown Mountain Lights–a mysterious occurrence people sometimes see on a mountain near where we're now living in NC. I've even been to Brown Mountain Beach Resort (no, it's not...
Time Traveling with Cousins
One of the things I love about being an author and including family history in my stories is that it's connected me to lots of family members I didn't even know I had! Cousins I might never have met otherwise are now part of my world. And there's no such thing as too...
Happy Hallo-Birthday Mom!
I suspect it was kind of tough on Mom having a Halloween birthday when we were kids. No fancy dinner out. Not much of a celebration at home. Mostly just wrangling kids and costumes and candy. So for Mom's birthday today I just want to say THANK YOU for being the kind...
The Art of Walking in the Woods
Walking in the woods is one of my very favorite things to do. But I have to be careful who I say that to, because people then often want to come with me. And it wasn't until I read this poem by Mary Oliver that I realized why I so rarely take people up on it when they...
