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praying over st. stephen’s.
Since the news of the violence and senseless loss of three precious lives on Thursday night at St. Stephen’s Episcopal Church in Vestavia Hills reached us all, I have continued to grapple with it. We have slowly learned more, both about the victims – and about the perpetrator as well. We know that the shooter […]
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mint farming tales.
As I just wrote earlier this week, I tend to have a pretty restricted diet – and two things I eat almost daily are cucumber and watermelon. Today, as Sara and I were out getting a few things for Father’s Day weekend, I came across this absolutely fantastic looking Cucumber Watermelon Salad recipe on Pinterest. […]
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brokenness.
He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds. – Psalm 147:3 (NIV) A little before 7 pm yesterday, there was a notification on my phone about a heavy police presence in a neighborhood just outside of Birmingham. The local news channels had teams on the scene but it wasn’t immediately clear what was going […]
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still with this flu.
Y’all, I was telling my better half earlier this evening – as I hugged him and went to lay back down at 7:45 – that I STILL feel just awful from last week’s flu. These symptoms just refuse to get packing. Additionally, I had yet another round of nausea and GI symptoms tonight when I […]
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ten foods.
People who love to eat are always the best people. – Julia Child Yesterday, I saw a blog post where the writer had listed her ten very favorite – fancy type – foods – and it was a yummy looking list, I must say. It got me thinking, however, about a list of my own. […]
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melting.
Here in the Deep South, we are experiencing our first gnarly extreme heat wave of the summer with heat indexes expected to be between 104 and 107 all week. Oh my word. While that isn’t pleasant anyway – and you lulu summer loving people should probably just carry on now and return for my next […]
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tomato cages and cozy overalls.
Because I’m an old southern woman, and we’re supposed to wear funny looking hats and ugly clothes and grow vegetables in the dirt. Don’t ask me those questions; I don’t know why. I don’t make the rules. – Ouiser Boudreaux Like many other Southern women, Steel Magnolias has long spoken my love language and I […]
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sunflowers.
On Ash Wednesday, March 2nd, I planted a tiny little $3 Target sunflower kit as I was holding the people of Ukraine close to my heart and keeping them in my prayers. It was just my small offering in the heaviness of those days, one more way to bring them close. Since then, I’ve been […]
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love loud.
As I wrote in my previous post, since last weekend – and our amazing writers conference – I have been home with the flu. Unfortunately, many of my people are also sick since conference, several with the C19. One of our sick folk is our fabulous keynote speaker from last Friday night, Sean Dietrich. He […]
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flu.
I had a fabulous time with my people at Southern Christian Writers Conference last weekend. It was so good to see everyone and I learned so much. ❤ Unfortunately, after we all got home, several among us have gotten really sick with the dread C-19 – and we are all praying that our friends mend […]
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the autoimmune hippie. 