Today, June 12, 2013, marks the 1st anniversary of writing on Plain Talk and Ordinary Wisdom, my new site. I had just retired and decided to get back to my writing. I initially had the same site from 2007 with over 115 posts through Blogger and wanted to give it a fresh look with a modern, internet feel. Continue reading
Thank You For The Sunshine Award!
I’m honored to be nominated for “The Sunshine Award” (twice) from a couple of my favorite inspirational, internet-blogger friends.
This most recent Sunshine Award nomination comes from Diane Reed on her “The One Thing I Know for Sure” site. I’ve come to know Diane through her life stories of struggle and triumph. She has been a testimony to me in how she shares her life in the highs and the lows. Continue reading
Ghost Stories From an Old House
It was the home where my mother grew up in a small beach town in Virginia, situated on main street and only 2 blocks from downtown.
You wouldn’t think the house would be “haunted” just to look at it. And, oh, what would it say, if it could talk? “I remember that family ― the small, frail man and the large, strong endearing woman. She understood me.”
Not only strange phenomena were captured in the house but the joy and laughter of children, as well, along with evening prayers and the smell of fried chicken every Sunday.
It was a typical, modest two-story house with connecting bedrooms upstairs and one bath. Being the first-born of five, my mother earned the distinction of having the largest, back bedroom closest to the bathroom. Continue reading
Copyright secured by Digiprove © 2013 Pat RuppelHappy Memorial Day Weekend!
I hope everyone enjoys time together celebrating with friends and family remembering those who have served and who are no longer with us.
Little Golden One
“Hello, little golden one.”
Yesterday morning before going to town, we had a visitor I had never seen before. In all the 30+ years we’ve lived in the mountains, this is the first time this little guy had come to call.
He is a beautiful type of Oriole, bright orange and black and full of curiosity. He hopped from the planter to the deck floor and came closer to peck at his reflection on the sliding-glass door. He chirped repeatedly, as if asking to be let in. Continue reading
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