If you live in a small town like we do, you can probably list a whole line up of small town benefits. One of my personal favorite things about small towns is small town people–the local legends, the characters, the long time residents who know every bit of history that makes up the town in which they live. I met one of those fascinating small…
Writing. It’s what I do. It seems like it’s what I’ve always done. Even before I was able to make real words, I remember sitting beside my mom at the kitchen table while she wrote letters to family and friends and I would take a piece of paper and fill it up completely with little “flowy” scribbles, like I was writing in cursive. By the…
Last week after dinner Sarah suddenly looked up from her plate and exclaimed, “Animals!” I need pictures of animals!” I stared at her in some consternation since she is not one who usually blurts out random statements about animals and the photography thereof. But as it turned out, she had pictures due for her photography class at school the next day and the assignment was…
Yesterday Steve and I had to go out to Rodanthe for a church-related appointment. We left for the appointment a little early and as I puttered around and took a few pictures, it occurred to me (not for the first time), that God did a really good job when He perused his color palette and decided on blue for sky and water. I mean, can you…
It's hard to believe I've been blogging that long. Many of you have been following since the first word was written all those years ago. Thanks to both old-timers and newcomers for being part of our story.
My goal is for Smithellaneous is to be a place where strangers become friends.
