Carpeing all the diems in semi-rural Oklahoma...xoxo
Carpeing all the diems in semi-rural Oklahoma...xoxo
If I were a game show, I would want to be Wheel of Fortune. The hosts are never surly, always friendly. And apparently they don’t age. The puzzles are workable, not reliant on bizarre trivia or statistical luck. And,…
When I was not quite nine years old, Mom was El Preggo with the third of my four younger siblings. It had been a cold, happy winter of family gatherings and more than the normal amount of living room…
Sitting on a hard pew, sliding around on the polished wooden planks because of my polyester dress and winter tights, shivering from the cold air, I look forward and blink. I am listening to the scriptures passively at first,…
I drop in the peeled chunks of orange, fibrous and glistening, along with the firm, fragrant pieces of banana. Spooning in a tub of plain Greek yogurt and then drizzling over that some local honey, I suddenly feel so…
This afternoon, in the bright January sun and with that great emotional conflict I always feel at the end of a really special read, I finished one of the richest and most view-widening books I have ever had the…