Between the two cameras and three photographers, we took over a thousand pictures while we were away.  Ack!  It is taking me a while to so...

As you know if you've read my blog for very long, we are blessed to have most of our family living nearby.  Two of our daughters live ...

Today began like this... ~ getting ready for our second day of the homeward journey ~ ...and then went like this... ~ gorgeous...

When my grandchildren came for the weekend , I made these muffins.  The chocolate chips give them kid appeal.   (Who am I kidding?  Chocol...

Parallel to her perspective on music, Edith suggests that one does not need to possess a great deal of artistic talent in order to pai...

This is the last in my series of Mother's Day reposts...this one about the role of grandmother. As an eight-year-old ...

This is a repost from 2010, but the words remain true, and the sentiments are the same. In A Garden to Keep by Jamie Lan...

I cherish these photos , taken by my dear friend Frances when Ryan was home at Thanksgiving .  I cherish them because I cherish the peopl...

I surrender. To the white. Or to the gray. Or to the salt and pepper? All through my younger years I declared that I would never c...

Cindy of   Ordo Amoris  is hosting a  book club  discussing  The Hidden Art of Homemaking  by Edith Schaeffer.  Cindy has hosted other ...

About this time last year, Kristin and Brian had their first weekend getaway ever, as we hosted their five children for a " gran...

This week, a couple of days of steady rain gave way to a bright and sunny morning.  I stepped outside my back door before the sun ha...

Homemaking is often a "hidden" art.  If you need accolades or frequent encouragement or the world's admiration, then ...