....My purpose in creating this blog is not so much to offer something for my readers as much as an exercise to help me grow. Hopefully along the way, it may also help someone else. If not, may it at least entertain.

About Me

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Middle Tennessee, United States
I was raised in a very close, Christian based middle-class family in a Southern city suburb. I have been married 34 years. I have 2 grown sons, a beautiful granddaughter, and 1 older sister. Our home right now is also home to 3 dogs, 3 cats, and 2 pet chickens! I love music, outdoors, pets, wildlife, and new adventures. I love all of nature and God's many creations and can't imagine a life without a love of God and family, wildlife and the outdoors.

Saturday, March 30, 2013

War and Love

This is a short love story. She had already had more experiences than women twice her age. Her first husband had died in a wreck within the first year of marriage. Young girl from Ashland City, now she had left her home to do her part for the war effort, in the Ford Plant in Detroit where they were building the B-24 bomber airplanes. Little did she know the future that was to be. They met and knew almost at once they were to be together for life. He worshiped her as she did him...

War rations, time cards, and pay stubs from a time that seems so long ago - 1943.

Their wedding day - October 7, 1944

His adoration, her devotion. Their life, such a beautiful union as one, until his death 20 years later.

Sunday, February 3, 2013

Goldfinch on a Snowy Day

Here in Middle Tennessee we had a bit of a snowy day yesterday and the birds were very active at our feeders. This little guy was just too cute!

To see the rest of  my Snowy Day photos don't hesitate to venture on over to my photography blog :
p.w. ponath photography (listed above).

Saturday, January 19, 2013

Through the Years

Family antiques used by my maternal grandmother and great grandmother.

Saturday, December 8, 2012

Dark of December

I heard a bird sing
In the dark of December.
A magical thing
And sweet to remember.

'We are nearer to Spring
Than we were in September,"
I heard a bird sing
In the dark of December.
                                       by  Oliver Herford     


Thursday, October 11, 2012

The Cedar Chest

The old chest...oh the memories it held. From the time I was just a little girl, I remember it always being somewhere present in our house. It went from different locations from within to being outcast to the attic. But it was always a part of the mystery to me to see what charms it held. Always just out of reach but for moments in time when it could be explored. Always told to leave it alone....I'm sure for fear of the danger of pinched fingers or becoming an entrapment.

Over the years it became damaged, scarred, and weathered until recently my husband took on the task of repairing and refinishing it so it can once again become a treasured piece of history to be used and cared for and on display in the heart of our home.