This picture was taken when we were “knee deep in June”, as Grandma called it. That perfect time of the year where it’s not too hot yet and the trees are all leafed out. Right now, there is just a hint of green here and there but today was the last of the really cold days, I think. The weather is supposed to really warm up in the coming days. I can’t wait to see the dogwood and redbud in bloom! Those are my favorites.

Right now there is a mattress and box springs on the front porch. I got the new one and before I good drag the old one out to the road, I had my wreck and haven’t been able to lift anything that heavy. I did take a truckload of trash to the dump yesterday but I didn’t have any rope to tie down anything that big. So, here I sit looking all the world like the Clampett’s! Hopefully I can get that out to the road next week and the trash man can take it.

I love this old farmhouse. You can feel the love in every room. During the Depression, my Grandma lived in a place where she had a tiny little stove on the landing of a staircase. This was Shangri-La to her. The only sounds come from the creek, the wall clock, and my new wind chime that resonates with deep, meditative tones….the occasional car or truck going by.

I’m getting my first stay-over company in a couple of weeks so I’m really excited about that. I love sharing the place and the stories. I remember when I came home for a visit one summer and my uncle had painted the house red. I was so upset. He had messed with my memories. Now I love the red. It has weathered to a great patina.

I remember when they built the basement, jacked the house up, and rolled it on pipes down onto the new foundation. It used to sit another forty feet or so back. That was when they had an oil well derrick in the backyard and no indoor plumbing. It was a big day when they finished the bathroom, I can tell you.

Enjoy this spring day, dear ones! ❤️

“Noah, a man of the soil, proceeded to plant a vineyard.”
‭‭Genesis‬ ‭9:20‬ ‭NIV‬‬