Apple Pickin’

I went to the apple orchard recently. It brought back so many memories. We used to go when the kids were little; such sweet times. We’d climb on a hay filled trailer pulled by an ancient tractor and hold on for dear life as it bounced and bumped us out to the fruit laden trees. … Continue reading Apple Pickin’

The Preacher

I don’t recall a time in my life when my daddy wasn’t a preacher. I’m told I was about five when he and Mom sold everything they had, packed up a Uhaul, and headed to Colorado Springs to attend Bible College. You know, I’m still amazed when I think about that.  My mom was always … Continue reading The Preacher