Created to be a ‘Living Stone’
I grew up in a little stone house at the edge of a small Midwestern town. Years before we moved there, a previous owner had covered his simple wood frame house with big rocks of all shapes and sizes. Set together with mortar, like bricks, the stones transformed a...I’ll Take This Christmas Miracle
In this season of Miracles, would God do less than deliver when asked? Even on a day when life is spinning wild with errands, with that mad rush toward a day for Celebration. Even when it’s only a worried mother asking that the search for what is lost might have...Scouting, Mail Delivery and Family: “One Man’s Work” Park 6
85 years ago this week, Ruby and Lorne Wilson anxiously awaited the birth of their second child, a son. Robert Harris Wilson would grow up to be a boy scout, a soldier, a postman…..and my Dad. This weekend, our family will celebrate Dad’s birthday and...Serving His Country: “One Man’s Work” Part 5
As a little girl, I loved looking at Dad’s military scrapbook — I still do today. The book is all black, with descriptions, notes and sketches of airplanes and soldiers created in white ink. The black and white photos are held in place with black paper...A Happy Anniversary and Thanksgiving, and “One Man’s Work”
As we sat down to Thanksgiving dinner at Springfield Farm on Thursday, I was filled with gratitude for my family. Ours is non-traditional — I have a stepmom and two half-siblings; two of my sons have a stepdad and half-brothers. But nothing is done...
I’m Ingrid, a lover of good coffee, great stories and heart-felt discussions. This is where I share my “slice of life” ponderings and invite you to join the conversation. For more about my family and our valley life, take a walk around Selah Pond. I’ll meet you at the cabin!
