Rural Sculpture









Rural sculptures fills the horizon.

Country art rolls into the fields…

Beautiful in its simplicity.










Quiet stillness, only interrupted by the hum of farm equipment.









Shadows fall long across this farmland scene.

The daylight draws to a close,

as the sun slips beyond the edge of the field.







The Life On Mainstreet

English: The boardwalk of Ocean City, Maryland

The proverbial “main street”.

Home town U.S.A…..or really any country that one calls home.

The place that the heart always tugs for.

That town that you are from…..where memories were made and

life was lived.

Summer time always makes me think of home. I don’t really know why, it just does. I grew up in rural, Maryland. At least it was rural when I lived there. My childhood memories consist of living back a long gravel road, between corn fields and soybean. A place where the neighbor’s cows would get loose on occasion. Swimming in the neighbor’s ponds (along with fish, snapping turtles, and water snakes). Family members that all lived close enough to get together on a regular basis. Birthday parties were always an affair that required home made ice cream….with plenty of cousins to take turns cranking the ingredients into sweet goodness.

I remember Ocean City, and time at the beach. Times when the biggest concern was whether I was getting a good tan and where were we going out to eat that night? Boardwalk fries, and Maryland crabs by the bushel, spread out on newspaper. Long Saturday drives always ending up at Simmons ice cream parlor, with the ball field out back. It was like stepping back in time.

Going to my cousins ball games. Waiting for one of “the boys of summer” to hit a foul, so I could go chase after the ball and throw it back in. Hot days and cold soda. Giggles and goofiness. Making eyes, and making friends. Going to the movies and hanging out and doing a lot of nothing much. Summer was slow and sweet back then. Real worries were still down the road yet, and summer was for the here and now.

Staying outside most of the day, because one never knew what adventure might be in store. Catching lightning bugs at night and asking if mom had something to put them in?

Childhood memories are magic, really. That time of life when the world is big and exciting, but home and family make it safe and sound.

As I sit here typing, sipping my sweet tea, I can close my eyes and for a brief moment I can remember…..and I just have to smile.

The Creator Of It All

English: Wind chime close-up

The drive was slow and meandering.

Stopping the hurry, allows the eyes to see the still life.

White, Amish farm houses and bright red barns.

It looked like a picture from a magazine.

Golden grass swaying under a clear blue sky.

Rain, blessed rain…falling on dry parched ground.

Summer heat giving an appreciation for the cooler temperatures, when they come.

Ice cream cones that must be licked quickly.

Sitting out on the front porch.

Listening to the breeze stir the wind chimes.

So much to be thankful for, so very much.

And God, the Creator of it all.

 God saw all that He had made, and it was very good. Genesis 1:31  NIV

Ten Ways To Stay Cool










This week is has been HOT. I don’t do hot very well…as a matter of fact I’m melting faster than the wicked witch of the west.

On that note, I am taking a few moments to list 10 ways to stay cool when the thermometer is reading 100+.

1. Take a small towel, soak it in water and put it in the freezer. After it has frozen wrap it around your neck. If your neck is cooler, you feel cooler…..even if you technically are NOT.

2. Get an old fashioned fan, you know, the ones with the blades…..sit in front of it and don’t move. Like all day. Well, except to go to the bathroom. Then run back to the fan.

3. Eat ice cream. Flavor does not matter. Eat it and don’t feel guilty at all. It is helping you to not have a heat stroke, therefore it is healthy.

4. If you are lucky enough to have a pool, use it. You also might want to get yourself a frosty cold drink to sip poolside. Invite less fortunate friends over to take a dip. They will owe you for keeping them from a heat related episode. You are a good friend.

5. Walk around with a spritzer bottle of ice water. Periodically, mist yourself. Mist family members. Friends. Mist the dog and cat. It’s all about staying cool.

6. Slurp an icy drink, fast. TRY HARD to get brain freeze.

7. If you have air conditioning in your house, in your car….thank the Lord that you live in this time period, and were not born in pioneer times when air conditioning meant walking into the ice house.

8. Sit down and watch White Christmas, or Frosty The Snowman…or some other holiday movie that has snow in it. Think about snow. Mind over matter.

9. Wear as few clothes as is legally (and morally) possible.  Don’t scare the neighbors. Although, come to think of it, they might be doing the same thing.

10. Think cold thoughts….and remember Autumn with its cooler temperatures will be here in less than three months!




I Want It All

I saw this quote today……

from Mary Oliver's "The Summer Day"

from Mary Oliver’s “The Summer Day” (Photo credit: academy of american poets)

“Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life.” — Mary Oliver

It made me think.

I want to live my life as a child of the King. Have a personal relationship with the One who knows all things. Just give me, Jesus…..

I want to live a life full of love, and laughter, and grace,  family time, and strong friendships. I want memories that make me smile, and tears that cleanse. I want sunrises that amaze me, and sunsets that relax me. I want a life filled with hugs, and I love you’s. Lightning bugs, and star filled nights. Full moons and hot summer nights. Colors of pumpkins and gourds, the smell of wood smoke on a Fall evening, and drives down country roads. Warm mittens, hot cocoa, and counting down until Christmas. I want meadows of wild flowers, birthday celebrations, and fresh cut grass.

I want dog licks, and furry pets. I want roosters crowing in the morning. I want bare feet on cold floors and shoulders wrapped in cozy blankets. I want the sound of thunder and the strikes of lightening. I want to be in awe of it all. I want music and song, and dancing and rainbows…and promises.

I want to read, and find out of the way bookstores. I want to find the best deal and write long letters. Sending cards for no reason, and cheer at ball games. Calligraphy and flowing words, journals, and great quotes.

Sunglasses and glitter. Country living, and city trips. Flowers that smell sweet, and a glass of iced tea.

My husband and sharing this life together. Commitment and desire. Words and touch. Smiles and sobs. Holding hands and holding hearts.

Motherhood and mystery. Babies with soft newborn skin smell and children that imagine. Teenagers with long legs and short legs and those that smell funny.The heart of the matter. The bottom line. The last chance. The endless possibilities and hopefulness.

The black. The white. The gray. Breath and dying. The questions and only some of the answers. The beauty and the ugly that create a canvas of this one fragile, and precious life.

It’s all good. This life…..

One day at a time. One moment at a time.

And I am truly and unapologetically thankful…for it all.

A gift. Every bit of it.

The Storms

Sometimes the storms of life come hard…

Storm Clouds in OKC 6/17/2006

The sky grows dark, the winds blow

And the rain pours down.

This past week I was caught in a severe storm.

Eighty mph straight line winds, hail, thunder, lightening, and rain.

Unbearable summer heat brings on the storms…


When the storms of life fall hard

and the winds threaten,

I am thankful that Jesus never waivers

and He can calm the storm…


Thankful for:

* no damage during the storm on Friday

* that we weren’t hurt in the storm

* rain

* yard sales

* good deals

* eating at a local Mexican restaurant

* “I love you” from the kids

* my husband’s arm wrapped around me

* kind acts

* early morning sunshine

* getting things checked off the to do list

* unexpected good news

* the harmony of wind chimes