Mother’s Day.   Although it has its roots in honoring the mothers who lost sons in the Civil War, this special day has evolved into a ce...

  March 21, 1958   Dad turned 31.  I was 1 day old.   My Dad was a poet.  He wrote this one for me last year after I had visited ...

Waiting for Lindsey to come home for Spring Break...Friday.    Me, too!

Just look at my treasure I recently found at an estate sale!     A 23-piece Japanese Lusterware tea set for six....   

Morning Has Broken Morning has broken, like the first morning. Blackbird has spoken, like the first bird. Praise for the singing, ...

   

Sweet Necessi-Teas will be closed from 8/28/12- 9/10/12 while I am preparing for and recovering from surgery on 8/29. Any orders placed ...

    My dad was an amazing man.   He had so many dimensions. His poetry was a big part of who he was and many will remember him ...

"Love is patient, love is kind.  It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud.  It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it...