My rocketship. Occasionally, when Mom got tired of driving twenty miles of dirt roads for everything, my parents would move the family t...

Swimsuit? Or underwear. You decide. It was a hot summer day. The girl whose family owned the only swimming pool in the town was hosting ...

Ignore the glasses. But love the shoes! I love to sing. How I love to sing. I'm not saying I'm any good at it. But I love to do ...

Dads. There's no one quite like them. An animated series aired several years ago, to great praise and equally great censure. Because...

What a cutie!  My Dad had a speech impediment. Sometimes, he said things backwards. Oh, he could control it. He just chose not to. An od...

Okay, it seemed bad to me!!! And ignore the glasses! Okay, it's a very common condition. But I was twelve. It was totally the end o...

Due to popular demand, today's post is about our table, hand made by my husby and finished for Christmas Eve, 1999. It's been the sc...

Now wouldn't you love to invite them over to dinner? I know you've all had one. Some of you might have had several. You never f...

A 'Cute' of puppies For over 35 years, we have raised Old English Sheepdogs. I love them. To me, they are the perfect breed. Hap...

Muffy. Okay, she got bigger . . . We only lived in Winnipeg for eight months. It was a beautiful city. It just wasn't home. But, in ...

There it is! In my little hands! Photo Credit My book, Carving Angels, was delivered today from the publisher, Cedar Fort. It is ex...

Kids and food and . . . the Table When we moved to Winnipeg, we brought everything we owned. In one of my Dad's cattle trailers. He ...

Mark, right and Erik, with Grampa Tolley in the background To complete his master's degree, my husband had moved our (then) little f...

Cute. Or slimy. You decide. Twenty Froggies Twenty froggies went to school Down beside a rushy pool, Twenty little coats of green, ...

Today, I am featuring a guest post by one of my favorite bloggers, Ginger, at 'The Amateur Writer'. A fellow 'rancher', she ...

Admit it . . . this looks like fun! Okay, we weren't supposed to do it. In fact we had been strictly forbidden. But we were kids. Is...