I love going to a bakery and smelling some of the baked goods or a candy shop and smell fresh fudge being made. I also love the smell of a steak or burger on the grill. I love to smell fresh flowers and the fragrance of spring. My attitude is sometimes lifted by a pleasing…
I am a bit of a routine person in the morning. I get the coffee brewing, then a shave and shower and finally I pick out my clothes for the day. I will sometimes pick out my clothes the evening before. I actually iron my clothes every day (even if it doesn’t look like it).…
I grew up in a church that didn’t have an “altar” per se. If you were at some churches, you went to the front of the church and knelt at the altar for prayer. The altar wasn’t necessarily a place for burnt offerings like in the Old Testament. The altar is a bit figurative the…
I love going camping. My idea of camping is pulling my camper to the campground and “roughing it” with my own kitchen, living room, queen bed and full bath! There is something about sitting by the campfire in the evening as well as experiencing the early morning in a different location than usual. That is…
This is a good word that means: “liberal in giving or sharing; unselfish”. I try to live my life being generous with my time, talent and treasure to others. There are times when I’ve given out of obligation or pressure. Generosity is not as fun when it’s expected, or I feel obligated. I think generosity…
I’m not sure when my eyesight needed correction. I’ve been wearing contact lenses for well over 40 years. Then in my 40’s my eyesight changed again. I’m really thankful that Benjamin Franklin discovered bifocals. My corrective vision on a daily basis is managed through contact lenses – one for up-close reading and one for distance.…
I am so very thankful for my family and friends. There are friends who are often even closer than family. I believe that if you’re friends with your family, you are doubly blessed. No one gets to choose their family, but we all get to choose our friends. Our friends and family are right there…
My memory is not as keen as it once was. I still remember what it was like growing up in Kentucky as a young teenager. I remember working on the farm. I remember milking cows each morning before school. My dad milked two cows (who produced more milk than my three) and I milked three.…