Good-bye, Summer. Hello, Autumn — Say, where are you going in such a hurry?

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I’d been wanting to make bread pudding for a long time. My dear family members were not all that keen on the idea, however. Were they haunted by ghosts of puddings past? Who knows. But I was in a determined, oh-try-it-you’ll-like-it sort of mood, so I collected my ingredients (And my thoughts? Well…) and set [...]

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Prowling ’round the blogosphere, I’ll sometimes meet an article which offers some real encouragement to try harder to please my Savior in the things I think, do and say. I thought I’d share five of my favorites with you. Why Girls Should Read Boys’ Adventure Literature by Anna and Elizabeth Botkin Should girls be enthralled [...]

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I do not know why oft ’round me, My hopes all shattered seem to be; God’s perfect plan I cannot see, But someday, I’ll understand. I cannot tell the depth of love, Which moves the Father’s heart above; My faith to test, my love to prove, But someday, I’ll understand. Someday, He’ll make it plain [...]

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Marianne: “Come, I’m taking you on a walk.” Margaret: “No, I’ve been on a walk.” Marianne: “You need another.” Margaret: “It’s going to rain!” Marianne: “It is not going to rain.” Margaret: “You always say that, and then it always does.” – from the film, Sense and Sensibility –

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Just when I begin to wonder, “What am I going to do for my next blog post?”, the problem is solved by my being caught in a game of blog-tag by Miss Mia from Aspiring Homemaker. The Rules of the game are as follows: Link to the person who tagged you. Post the rules on [...]

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It may be little that I can do, Nor may I have much to say, But in that little I mean to be true, And do what I can today. From the depths of my heart I will do my part With a ready and willing hand; And I will not shirk, I will faithfully [...]

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Anne: “Plum puffs won’t minister to a mind diseased, in a world that’s crumbled into pieces.” Marilla: “Well, I’m glad to see that your dented spirits haven’t injured your tongue.” From the film, Anne of Avonlea

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