Published by Dorothy Johnson
I'm a lover of God, mother of three, grandmother of eight, and a collector of friends. I like nothing better than talking, listening, laughing and eating with that crowd. My husband, Terry, and I feel blessed to wake up each day to a magnificent view of the Arkansas River. An amazing variety of creatures, from bobcats and coyotes to deer, bunnies and nutria, along with all sorts of birds roam the natural area behind our house. We also share our home with three silly kitties. I often find a lesson in what I see both indoors and out on any given day and usually find myself writing about it. I hope you'll join me in exploring the ways God speaks to us through His creation.
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Beautiful story of summer memories so fond, so dear. Sad that most of the young these days will never know of these summer treasurers. Times change, and in some regards, not for the better…those were “the good 'ole days” of summer. Thank you Dorothy.
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Thank you! I do wish my grandchildren could know that kind of freedom, but as you said, times change.
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Such lovely pictures. Off to read your post, Dorothy.
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Thank you, Corinne!
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