Yummy News

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The good news? This yummy station is within walking distance of our house.

The bad news? This yummy station is within walking distance of our house.

The worst news? I’m not walking. 🙁

My Friday Fave

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  • Are you organizationally challenged?
  • Do you DVR “Hoarders” because you’re too busy shopping?
  • Do you feel something is missing from your budget… say, money?
  • Do you enjoy practicality at its best?

If you answered “yes” to one or more of the above questions, this blog is sure to become a favorite of yours as well.

I’m honored to call CC Owens a friend — and I thank her for sharing her God-given gifts via the new blog, Practical Light Living.

A Simple Observation

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This is what the LORD says:

Stand at the crossroads and look;
ask for the ancient paths,
ask where the good way is,
and walk in it,
and you will find rest for your souls.

Jeremiah 6:16 (italics mine)

Stand (stop running!)
Look (slowing down allows for gazing — running prompts a mere glance)
Ask (not once, but twice)
Walk (meditation induces obedience)
Find (obedience yields rest)

Stillness + seeking + obedience = a rested soul

Up, Up, and Away…

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Kaleidoscopic balloons paraded past our home Sunday afternoon, but none surpassed the height of my imagination—or desire—to one day have a cozy, i.e. tiny, weekend cabin in the NC mountains.

Care to join me as we float stroll through the sleepy town of Saluda NC, this weekend’s destination?



Yes, it’s my imagination in overdrive, but when I see abandoned cottages such as these, the dreaming begins—and two words usually follow: What if…

Iron gates, lupines, regal hostas, crunchy gravel, and winding paths canopied by dogwoods and mellowed oak trees. It’s no secret…this garden is dreamy!

Once an ancient church, a prim and proper residence now sits atop one of the oldest and most narrow streets in town.

A bunny. (Okay, not everything required an imagination, but it was fun nevertheless!)


Community personified. Family names proudly written on the white stakes reveal the caretakers who tend to their particular garden plot. Is that “Baker” I see written on the back left stake?

Hey, a girl can dream, can’t she?

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