A Journal of Days

Grandson Jack, who is nearly thirteen, came to stay with us last weekend. Amid the weekend activities I asked him what he would like for din...

  I witnessed the loveliest thing at church on Sunday. An older couple sat in the pew in front of us. The lady was slightly bent and walked ...

 I could visit Colonial Williamsburg many times over and never tire of it. Two friends and I drove there for a three night, mid-week, girl...

    We have garden steps that go nowhere.  Twenty-two years ago, the vision was to replace this barren hillside with a garden. In reality, i...

 Grief came to visit this week. It often lingers in the dark corners of everyday news. Most of the time I address it with prayer and introsp...

  The sky is clear and the upper and lower fields are mowed.  Oh what glorious, cool air comes through the windows on the north side of the ...

  Photo from our 2022 visit. It looks exactly the same today.       The Follansbee Inn at Kezar Lake, NH has become like an old friend to us...