Cherishing Motherhood

After a 1950s and 1960s childhood in which I experienced life in a Beaver Cleaver, Andy Griffith, Ozzie and Harriet sort of way, I graduated from high school in 1971. Between high school graduation and marrying Ray at the end…
After a 1950s and 1960s childhood in which I experienced life in a Beaver Cleaver, Andy Griffith, Ozzie and Harriet sort of way, I graduated from high school in 1971. Between high school graduation and marrying Ray at the end…
In April of 2016, Ray and I spent a day at the Art Institute of Chicago. As an art lover, it was one of my favorite days ever. We both enjoyed it so much that we didn’t even stop for…
Today marks the 58th time I have mentioned Laura Ingalls Wilder in a blog post. 58 times! That’s an average of about once every couple of months, so I guess that’s not too much. I haven’t been counting. I simply…
I learned a new vocabulary word yesterday: diptych. A diptych is an object with two matching or coordinated parts. In art a diptych consists of two painted or carved works of art connected by a hinge. People often used a…
The annual Granville Country Christmas celebration is scheduled for this coming Saturday in Granville, Tennessee. Ten years ago, Ray and I took our then three-year-old granddaughter to this annual celebration. A twelve-member choir, all dressed in red, performed a faith-filled…
Over the years, I have shared the art of Helen Hyde several times. Hyde was a printmaker, an illustrator, and a painter who created beautiful depictions of children and of mothers and children. I have shared A Summer Girl, The…