Below you'll find a list of all posts that have been tagged as “Ozarks”
As a little girl, nothing excited me more than Thanksgiving, Christmas, and Easter. Without a doubt, those were the three biggest holidays our family celebrated and occasions I remember the most. Each holiday was marked with reverence and given it’s due. There was never a question where our family would celebrate. It was better than any mall, shopping center, or …
As we approach the holiday season, I often wax nostalgic. Maybe you noticed this in Monday’s post. I suppose it’s because my childhood and where I grew up are the inspiration for my stories. I’m drawn to those comfy places and I long to recreate them. When we’re children, I don’t know that we can fully appreciate our roots. In …
One of the reasons I enjoy reruns of The Waltons is because in some ways it takes me back to yesterday. Life seemed simpler then and things moved at a slower pace. I miss those times. Family took center stage, most everyone we knew went to church, and parents didn’t fear for their children’s safety if they went to visit a friend down the …
When Emily* joined our family she was such a little nugget. Like her parents, we loved her immediately. Miss Personality had flawless, brown skin and dark, expressive eyes. Silky, black hair framed a ready smile and a button nose. From China to the Ozarks, this precious girl came. And in a heartbeat we were smitten. For a while, we communicated …
If you’ve visited my cyber home for very long, you know many of my posts center around love and encouragement. Why? Well—I’m glad you asked. Love and encouragement are near and dear to my heart for a couple reasons. We live with enough negativity in this old world. Folks are starved for joy. I’ve experienced adversity. Perhaps, you have, too. That’s why you need some good, old-fashioned …
When I was a little girl growing up in the foothills of the Missouri Ozarks, I thought I was the richest kid on earth. In that day the gulf between class distinctions didn’t span as far and wide as it does now. It was a gentler time—a sweet, brief season of decorum and sensitivity mingled with understated regard for those …
Well, as so often is the case in the Ozarks, we’ve had a twenty-two degree temperature drop. I’m already shivering with today’s projected high of sixty degrees and rain compared to yesterday’s warmish eighty-two and periodic bursts of sunshine. Ahhh. Life is indeed a mixed bag of unpredictability. As we wind down our work week (even despite the temperature shift) …
It’s almost here! Can you feel it? For this born and bred Ozarkian gal, fall is my absolute favorite time of year! I adore the cool breeze and glorious color. If I must endure the 30 degree temperature shifts (sometimes, literally overnight), then I figure it’s finally payback. Fall in the Ozarks is a time like no other. There’s lots …
We didn’t do anything extraordinary over Labor Day weekend, but I’m sentimental so simple days are often the best times in my book. I tend to file away every memorable nugget for safekeeping. “Isn’t this wonderful? We’re making a memory!” It’s somewhat of a running joke in our family. Last Friday, I mentioned how I looked forward to some much-needed …
Like many of you, I grew up during the “simpler times.” At least that’s how it seemed to me when I was a little girl. (I’m sure my mama and daddy had a different perspective.) Life was less harried and moved at a slower pace. Until my pre-teen years I lived in a small town in a small house and attended a …
