My grandmother always read the book of Job in February. I am not sure when this lifelong habit of her began was it before or after she was widowed on February 22nd? Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. There is a season for everything, a time to be born, a time to die. Something about … Continue reading The Month of Job
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Dipping my Toes in Again
Well, it is April 20223. It has been a while. I have decided that if I am to ever blog again, I will have to just jump off that cliff randomly without wearing a parachute. Meaning I will sit down at my laptop and just type what pops into my heart and mind and press … Continue reading Dipping my Toes in Again
Rambling about Winter in This Old House
Our home was built in 1898. We've had the benefit of its shelter for almost 18 years now. Every winter has been an adventure, in that no two spaces in this old house are at the same degree of temperature at any given time. We did not 'gut' the house when we moved in, our … Continue reading Rambling about Winter in This Old House
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