Saturday, September 6, 2025

HELL OR HIGH WATER





 

FOUR

 4 Secrets To Living A Longer Life


  1.  Physical Activity 
  2. Positivity 
  3. Socialization 
  4. Spiritually 

Friday, September 5, 2025

CHERRY BOUNCE

 Historically it can be traced back to George Washington’s time. I don’t know if I’m going to like it, but it was a fun Friday Night Date activity!




Time will tell! 🍒

MY OH MY

 


Thursday, September 4, 2025

QUOTE OF YHE DAY

 

“And hope is like love ... 

a ridiculous, wonderful, powerful thing.”

– KATE DICAMILL

Tuesday, September 2, 2025

BARDSTOWN

 




Did you know that Bardstown, Kentucky has named allies?! Like Raspberry Ally, Blueberry, Blackberry, Mulberry and Elderberry. They are not all marked but we drove down several. Why not, how charming!!!

JIM’S PLACE






Saturday, August 30, 2025

Friday, August 29, 2025

TRUST IN YOU

 You must learn to trust that there is a future waiting for you that is beyond what you might be able to grasp at this present moment. 


I personally know this is true.



QUOTE OF THE DAY


"Getting old is like climbing a mountain; you get a little out of breath, but the view is much better!"

- Ingrid Bergman

VISITOR

 There was a visitor hanging around the office for a few days. 




Tuesday, August 26, 2025

LOVE

 The hunger for love 

Is much more difficult to remove 

Than the hunger for bread. 

M.T.


Sunday, August 24, 2025

FALL IS COMING

 The high today was 79, the low this week will be 49. It’s the end of August, but Fall left her calling card on my front porch today!!!



SUNDAY VISIT










The turkey loved his reflection 
in the back of the bike. 
Chris loves everyone 
and we all love Chris! 
So nice visiting with the Scotts!!!

FINE LINE

 There’s this fine line

between gentle and badass,

goddess and warrior, 

good witch and bitch,

empathy and boundaries, 

madness and creative magic, 

I personally like to use

that line as a jump rope.

Keeps life interesting.


Brooke Hampton


ALL THE FOOTPRINTS

https://seandietrich.com/

 

 I had a dream. I was walking on the beach with God. We were the only two on the shore. God was very tall.  


The first thing that struck me was that God was nothing like I thought he’d be. He was different, somehow. Much more complex. Much vaster. He was not merely some bearded guy in a tunic. 

He was here, but also over there. He was up, he was down, he was above, below, inside, and out. He was the fabric of the air itself. When he walked alongside me, space-time seemed to bend as we passed by, making allowance for him.  

As we walked, the waves of the ocean were crashing against the shore. Scenes from my life were playing overhead. Just like the old poem my mother used to have imprinted on a magnet stuck to our refrigerator. The one about footprints in the sand. 

The scenes overhead were snapshots of my life. When I lost my first tooth. When I bought my first car. My wedding day. The time I got fired from my job. The times when my loved ones died. Each time my heart had been broken. Things like that.

I looked behind me and saw footprints in the sand. Two sets of footprints. One set belonged to the Great Artist. The other set belonged to me. 

But I noticed something odd. During the low periods of my life, I saw more sets of footprints. First a few. Then dozens of them. The footprints were all walking alongside my own. 

Soon, there were so many prints that they obscured mine. In some places, the sand looked like an entire football team had been performing drills on the shoreline. The throngs of prints carved deep trenches into the earth, filling with the water after each incoming tide.

The amount of footprints kept increasing as my life went on. During the most difficult periods of life, there were so many footprints on the shore, it looked like a village had been there. There were big footprints, tiny footprints. There were pawprints, too.   

I said, “Lord, why are there so many footprints in the sand? Who do all these footprints belong to?” 

He smiled and said, “My child, they’re all mine.”

THE VIEW

My favorite view!

 

Saturday, August 23, 2025

MAUI

 Oh how I long to go back to Maui


It’s been eight years since I fell in love with Hawaii!

Friday, August 22, 2025

COMING SOON

 I am not a fan of the burned bean juice, however I do appreciate a fancy something to sip! So when I saw that this new thing is ‘coming soon’ to my darling little town, I was interested. Then… they brought samples into my office. Although all the samples had the burned bean juice in it (I did not partake) it did cause me to look at their menu… And I was tickled to find some tasty options! And I thought I would share!



https://www.cozymeal.com/magazine/7-brew-secret-menu

A BEAUTY

 

3 Years Ago! 🩷

50 YEARS

 





Tuesday, August 19, 2025

Thursday, August 14, 2025

MY PRINCESS

 



Every little girl needs Princess attire!
Grammy says so!

IT’S IN THE STARS

Life is much more fun 

when you stop waiting 

for the stars to align 

and start dancing under 

the ones already shining.