Yesterday I came across these adorable embroidered linens from 1943, which are in the collection of the Smithsonian Institution’s Anacostia Community Museum in Washington, D.C. They are part of a days-of-the-week needlecraft kit. According to the description on the Smithsonian…
Ray probably wonders sometimes what in the world I am going to ask him to do next. I recently strapped a toy drum around my neck and asked him to snap my picture. The reason was simple enough. I had…
Ray and I returned home last evening from a getaway to New Harmony, Indiana. We drove up on Thursday before our son and his family joined us on Friday. We had taken our children there many years ago before they…
You longtime readers may remember that last spring and summer I was praying for paper so that the printing company that prints our curriculum could print America the Beautiful. That was a huge problem, and God graciously provided what we…
If you are like me, you get dry sometimes. You feel all out of fresh ideas. You feel weary of filling other people’s buckets and want someone to fill yours. It’s a tough place to be. At times like these,…
As Ray and I returned home from errands and such yesterday, the light was beautiful. One bright light display after another shone on our trip home. I controlled my picture-taking impulses and took only two—this scene with its emerald green…
