The Smell of Orange Blossoms

March is almost over but the smell of orange blossoms linger in the evening air. Almost every evening I take a walk with my little doggy, Pip.  No more bundling up.  Just grab the leash and go.  Our walks are a time for me to saunter and contemplate about all the blessings in my life and to gaze at the moon and feel like everything is perfect in God’s plan. I have been very busy and overwhelmed, so just taking snippets of time to reflect fills me with gratitude.  Some times I speak with God, and Pip wags his tale…

Hope and Glory

This  handmade tile is made with the passion of Hope! The story of the red bird is that he never leaves.  The red bird, like a cardinal, stays through the summer and stays through the winter. He is not a migrating bird.   One time I heard a christian recording artist in an interview tell how he told his son he is like that red bird.  He will never leave him, he will stay through all seasons.  Well, let me tell you, I just  about choked up.  We all want someone we love to never leave us. And so I…