After months of sorting through, cleaning out, divvying up, and selling the accumulation of 63 years of living in the same house, on Monday we finally closed on the sale of Mama's house.

Ever since I heard this question posed on the radio yesterday, it's had me thinking:  If you could revisit a Christmas Past (like Scrooge did in A Christmas Carol), which one would it be?

A train track crosses the County Line Road less than 1/4 mile from my childhood home.

It's been a week of nostalgia and reminiscing, so for Halloween I just had to throw this photo out there again.

photo credit Kyler Gray, Jan. 2009

Remembering the 40th anniversary of the biggest snowstorm of my lifetime...the Blizzard of '78.

Someone recently asked me to share my favorite Christmas memory.

This is the home I grew up in.

I haven't been an elementary classroom teacher for 34 years now.

But my daughter is a teacher and many of my family members and closest friends are teachers, so I wanted to share a little encouragement this morning from an email that put a smile in this former teacher's heart.

When we bought our country place in 1982, one thing I loved about it was this big, old hip-roofed barn.