In between rainstorms yesterday morning, I went out to pull some weeds from my flower garden and got nice and muddy, but it was peaceful and quiet. The birds were chattering as they had their breakfast, and the air was still before the storms moved in. I feel God close by when I’m pulling and… Continue reading On my knees in the weeds
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Merry Christmas from Under the Magnolia Tree.
I don’t bake much anymore, but the holidays are here, and my daughter-in-law Jess likes my pound cake. So before Thanksgiving, I made sure I had plenty of butter, eggs, sugar, and flour and the special ingredient, almond extract, and set aside a morning to bake. The ritual of baking ties me to my mother,… Continue reading Holiday Baking
We are mid-October, and it is finally feeling like fall here in Northwest Georgia. My little vegetable garden is dried up except for a few green peppers that keep holding on, but the field behind our house is white. It’s not from snow—that would be very unusual for our neck of the woods — but… Continue reading The fields are white
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