The uber-posh Oglebay family is specific to Wheeling, W.Va. (and Cleveland, Ohio), but this story of how they spent their summers is oddly relatable and universal. (What a fun interview this one was. Sarita's journal is darling and I want one of those white dresses!!) Rich, poor or somewhere in the middle. Then or now.… Continue reading Posh Summer
"...for love is strong as death..." Song of Solomon 8:6 When I was young, I lived in a garden. There was technically a house in that garden, but I wasn't in it very much other than to eat a few bites or to sleep in a glass-walled sun porch that looked out on -- you… Continue reading A dog for every season
I don't suppose my household would actually go naked or hungry were I to suddenly expire. But, on Saturdays -- when everyone and all their stuff is home and strewn about, the laundry chute is full, meals seem to be needed one right after another, appointments need to be kept and I am the mom… Continue reading Clothing the naked can be annoying
Reposting this as it reminds me of a wonderful (pre-COVID) holiday trip. And, that it's time to weed out my baggage once again... "Let it go. Let it go." (Elsa) Sometimes life sends you subtle signals that a season is changing. Other times, it's more like a karate chop. One of the latter hit me… Continue reading Time on my hands, weight off my back
If your answer is "yes," I hear you. We all hear you. It's that kind of an era. My short response would be: Don't fear -- God is excellent at putting things back together if you'll just let Him. But, while I have lived long enough to know for myself that this is true, sometimes… Continue reading Is your life in pieces?