All Purls. No Swine.
To be perfectly clear from the outset, I've been living in a construction zone since 1986, the year the late Mr. Right and I moved out to the country and started on our house. Large swaths of the drywall were never painted. Much finishing was left undone. Doors have been missing. Floors were, in some… Continue reading Feeling Grateful, Blessed, and Very–Very–Clean
Today, I claim executive privilege and repost one from a year-and-a-half ago. It's a personal anniversary, and I'm in a bit of a reflective mood. I don't think any of my sentiments have changed in the intervening months. I haven't been to any "far away places," since I wrote the following, and--truth be told--I'm glad… Continue reading Far Away Places
Merry and Blessed Christmas to all from Chateau Right! Xena leads off with a welcome: I've been known to go a bit overboard with the Christmas decorations, but I love them so, especially the decorations on and under the tree, many of whose provenance extends back forty years to the time when Mr. Right's and… Continue reading Bringing the Light
I offer you another seasonal post, this one of which was first published on Ricochet eight Decembers ago. In fact, it was one of my first posts on the site, after I'd worked up the nerve--having been there for a couple of years, lurking and making the occasional tentative comment--to start writing my heart out. … Continue reading Putting Up the Christmas Tree
I think this is (at least) the fifth post on this theme that I've written on this site. I take the original injunction (Hebrews 13:2) very seriously: Be not forgetful to entertain strangers; for thereby some have entertained angels unawares. As usual, I'm quoting the KJV, mostly in memory of an elderly Canadian fisherman (deep… Continue reading Entertaining Angels: The Gift from God Edition