Over forty years ago . . .…

I just spotted this picture on Jon Acuff’s blog and laughed out loud the moment I saw it. Isn’t this what life is like sometimes, especially at Christmas?  Trying so hard to have joy but not always completely succeeding.…

For years and years, whenever I heard the word granola I would picture Birkenstocks, daily batches of homemade bread, charming wood stoves, and clothes hung out on a line to dry. In other words, I never considered that granola could be a part of my life because granola seemed to belong to a world that this modern, microwave mama could never aspire to. I also…

I was on my way home from taking Sarah to work last week when I noticed that the sunset was especially lovely. Since I always carry my trusty purse camera in my . . . guess where? . . . purse, I found a spot to stop and get some photos.    My Nikon would have given me less grainy shots but I still couldn’t…