As a young girl growing up, it was always clear that there was something different about Sundays.
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cultivating the beautiful ordinary by sharing our tales and our tables
As a young girl growing up, it was always clear that there was something different about Sundays.
Read MoreFor the first twenty-some years of our marriage, I had no trouble getting in the Christmas spirit when the holidays rolled around.
Read MoreI love how Fall brings with it the return of routine and structure – the structure of daily schedules, school, ministry, and even many household tasks that honestly get lost in my need for the “lazy” days of summer.
Read MoreIt is peach season in Texas. Last year there were no peaches due to a draught.
Read MoreThe day was Tuesday. I remember it well.
Read More*I am accident prone, in the best sense of the word.
Read MoreA few years ago I decided to try out the farmers market in Kalamazoo.
Read MoreThe end of the school year is upon us and life has been full of ceremonies, band performances, dances, and other celebrations.
Read More“Mom, you should sell this stuff.”
Read MoreThe morning sun arose and the door cracked open.
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