Welcome to the Sputterling Household! If you missed  Part One, it’s here! Part Two is here! Part Three! Part Four! And now to Part Five of C...

If you missed  Part One, it’s here! Part Two is here ! Part Three ! And now to Part Four of Christmas with the Sputterlings!  I looked throu...

And now to Part Three of Christmas with the Sputterlings!  If you missed  Part One, it’s here! Part Two is here ! Those of you who know me, ...

First, a little note: normally on Wednesdays I participate in Adela Durkee’s  super fun 50 Word Challenge. But this week, due to time constr...

 Part One I stopped in the living room doorway and just—stared. A long streak of sunlight bathed the area in a bright glow, which was remark...

A tiny town, the angel sings, Is chosen for the King of Kings. It sleepy lies and quiet waits, While all salvation, God creates.   ...

As the only veterinarian in a 100-mile radius, Dad certainly got around. Within months of his graduation, he was being called further and fu...

See? Her Mama (Daughter #2) is a carpenter. Has been for over a decade.  Soooo . . . since long before Granddaughter #6 (hereinafter known a...

 From a favourite story my Mom used to tell about Everybody, Somebody, Nobody, and Anybody: My house… We had an important job and Everybody ...

Milk River Elementary. My home away from home. The Milk River Elementary School, house of learning to some two hundred children, was on the ...