I hope I don't bore you all with my endless little crafty projects. I know I go to different blogs I frequent for inspiration; so I post...

I am writing this post while waiting for coats of paint to dry on a vintage dresser I am painting for my guest room. My mother bought the th...

It was a dark and stormy night. The rain was beating down on the metal roof at the Blanchard house. But inside, the scene was cozy, as the f...

  The following are the lyrics to one of my favorite songs of the season by Chris Rice. The song is now first on my playlist, if you want to...

My husband and I had this conversation the other day as we passed a brightly decorated home with lights all over the trees, shrubs, house - ...

I am a simple person; I really am. I don't generally keep a list of things I want. I have most of what I ever wanted right at my fingert...

Every building on our farm was, is, or is in some state of, being full of old stuff - mostly old appliances, jars, etc. I have pulled a few ...