My home is my place of rest and peace; an expression of my personality and a safe haven from the stresses of the world. I love to travel or just get out of the “house” every day. But I am always so thankful to come back home! It is an important part of my life … More Thankful for Home Sweet Home
For the month of Thanksgiving I want to express thanks for people, stories, and incidents that have inspired or impacted my life in a positive way. My niece once posted the question, “What inspires you?” My mind was barraged with a number of different inspirational heroes and heroines. But children came first to my mind. … More Thankful for Children
Warning,: if you are weak of heart do not watch the last video! Below is a picture of one variety of garden spiders (also known as writing spiders). They are harmless to humans unless one’s web catches your face as you walk through it on a dark night and you hurt yourself running in terror! … More Spiders Are So Creepy!
Want to have a true spooky story to read? In Godwin, (near Erwin), North Carolina on a dirt road past the Chicora Civil War Cemetery, sits the antebellum mansion for Oak Grove Plantation. After many years of neglect, much work and money have gone into preserving and furnishing this landmark and museum.. The Lewis family … More My Spooky Story For Halloween
The old Dushee Shaw Half-Way House has become known as a place of history and of ghost stories. This building, hidden by weeds and trees for many years, is located near Coats, in Harnett County, NC; the area was once known as Averasborough, a river town on the Cape Fear River. The old house was … More Is The Old Dushee Shaw Half-Way House Haunted?
You never know how an act of loving kindness will affect someone’s day–or even their life. It was an uncharacteristically warm Halloween night several years ago. All of the trick or treaters had finished their “candy quests.” Since my husband had passed away two months before and my son had moved out of the house … More Sweet Child Surprises Widow Neighbor
A dark shadow in the night, Shining black hair, reflecting light. Armed for defense with sharp claws, Sheathed in padded jet black paws. She watches me with golden eyes. Then runs away with tail held high. While playing she prepares to jump, But only attacks my blanket’s lumps. Always listening with both ears cocked, For … More My Halloween Cat