Two roses placed in the 1979 macrame-adorned champagne bottle from our wedding 41 years ago with two mini key lime pies for dessert…after the photo was taken, the Mr. asks, “Can we eat them now?”. Such a practical guy, the man I love!
that make their homes in my kitchen window…with every bloom, Mom is never far away.
LOVE has made a way!!! Hallelujah!!!
I’m guessing, but it’s now likely 50 years ago, when several very patient women at my hometown’s Episcopal parish taught me and my childhood church friends how to fold palm fronds into crosses. It’s been an annual tradition for me ever since then. There will be no palm fronds to fold into crosses tomorrow but after spending some time with our garden’s daffolils and their long slender greenery, this tender offering will be a lovely substitute as I practice #keepingthefaith in challenging days like these. #HOSANNA
born this happy morning!
Jesus, to Thee be all glory giv’n;
Word of the Father, now in flesh appearing…
Oh, come let us adore Him!
Oh, come let us adore Him!
…waiting for a Christmas tree.
but I’m taking full advantage of these cooler summer days to quilt this little Christmas tree skirt I pieced from remnants of long ago sewing projects. Among the once worn dresses, shirts, skirts, ‘Hammer’ pants, and cotton pjs, “Mario” made ‘the cut’ too!
and I’m getting ready to roll out the dough which will become the foundation for our strawberry shortcakes later today.
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