As I sat upon the porch swing on this particular humid morning I found myself depleted. Yet with each stitch placed into the fabric of my latest embroidery project I found myself speaking. I wasn't speaking out loud but in my mind. After a few moments I realized in my lower moment I was praying… Continue reading With Each Stitch
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Darken Morning
As I stand in my kitchen, in the country, rural living is expressed at its best. The only sound I can hear is the tractor loading feed in the darkness. The lights shining in my kitchen window dancing shadows on my walls. I turn from the window and look into a darken house. The quiet… Continue reading Darken Morning
In Between the Sunsets of Life 