This was not the day Major was good. But on Mother’s Day, he was exceptional. It’s as if he knew he needed to keep Mama happy. We took him to the river and he was wonderfully behaved, even when we met another blue tick hound and all hell could’ve broken loose. Though he has more … Continue reading »
Tag Archives: Little River
Pickin’
This weekend was the annual Old Timer’s Festival in Townsend (we went last year, too), and while it didn’t have as many pickers as last year it had the same wonderful quality. Around every corner of the Visitor’s Center was a little group of musicians pickin’ away on a song. Some of them only met … Continue reading »
Complete Peace
A little more than a year ago we were in the middle of trekking back across the country from Texas to Tennessee. We were coming home after a two-year stint of missing home. We made our life in Texas work as best we could, but family responsibilities cut our time there short, completely rearranging the … Continue reading »
Friday at the Little River
It’s Ethan’s last day with us, and the only thing he actually asked to do during this mini-trip is go to the river. So we did. God saw fit to give us perfect weather today for an afternoon of throwing rocks. This is my favorite picture of the day (click on the photo for a … Continue reading »
Charlotte’s Web
Be still my heart, Jackson is reading Charlotte’s Web. That’s right, the five year old is reading a chapter book. I am over the moon about it. Routinely I pray, “Dear God, please make them readers.” I will not rest until they sufficiently bury their noses in books. In this photo, Jack is reading aloud … Continue reading »