That title conjures up images of a bustling, downtown scene, alive with car horns, traffic, people milling around, and street performers. But, no, it’s not a real city, just my…
I had intended to write something about God changing His mind for this post. Pretty hefty topic and I don’t think I’m up to the task, so I’ll just say…
This is it: (365 Day 287) Making quick work of my more appropriately colored oatmeal pullover, I watched an hour of the new Laura Ingalls Wilder’s Little House on…
As I’m headed down the road to being a crazy cat lady anyway, I may as well post pictures of my animals avoiding the cold by taking over our home….
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beautiful
This post is indeed calming. I love the resting hands from different generations, the chairs, the mirror…I'm not surprised even the furniture feels like family. The effortless style of yesteryear.
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this is beautiful, reminds me of my nannie and grandpas house!
Thank you all. The credit goes to that style eggshellblue refers to and my grandparents' love and generosity. I'm just the one who hoards all these glimpses like treasure.