Kate's Blog

Yummy treats in Bird-in-Hand, PA Driving home after a lunch out with my husband, the melody to the song "My Favorite Things" wove its way through my mind. I couldn't quite recall the words ... Chocolates and gumdrops and books that are written Clip-clopping horses and...

Wishing you well! Hope you enjoy these pics I took over the last few days. Our cousins' cute tree Kate's new favorite mug Grandpa helping assemble a new bike The best comes last

Here are some photos I took over the last few days. Hope you enjoy them and the upcoming weekend. Everett, WA Marina Lights Aplenty Tall Tree Congratulations to Diana M. and Maxie, winners of a copy of Marty Nystrom’s book. He or I will contact you. Thanks to all who...

The hustle and bustle of this season seems to be draining my gray matter. Several times, I’ve even forgotten what day it is. A woman in her late 80s was complaining about her memory the other day, yet she knew the exact date and I didn’t!I need to get real and go over...

As a child of Scandinavian heritage, I bought into an ancient Nordic legend—that at the stroke of midnight on Christmas Eve, animals talked!  Each year I was determined to keep my eyes open until the appointed hour. I could hardly wait to hear one of our beloved...

Sisters’ Day appears to be a unique tradition among the Amish. The sisters in the family might meet monthly for companionship, quilting, harvesting vegetables, preserving, baking, or cleaning a home, perhaps in preparation for an upcoming wedding, which is easier to...

When my kids got older and didn't need me to chauffeur 24/7, I returned to the work force. Through diligence and six month's hard work, I was promoted. Unfortunately, my promotion came with a thorn-a difficult co-worker.Ida (Names have been changed to protect me from...

Red door with a message I realize by using this title you’re going to anticipate something fabulous, so I apologize in advance if I don't make the grade.On holidays or annual celebrations we often have unrealistic expectations, maybe left over from childhood, be it...