Playin’ on Silver Lake

Tuesday we rented a boat and played on the lake that Dw had grown up on….and take a gander at that smile of his…you can see how much it ministered to his sweet soul….this man loves being on a boat probably most of all… Checkin’ out the water just as we start to take off…….

Blue Springs, Missouri

We are packin’ it up to leave Blue Springs, Missouri. Sweet spot. I was actually really excited to spend the night in Missouri. Call me crazy, but I just always loved the sound of Missouri and although I’ve driven through it a bit, I’ve never spent the night. Yesterday Dw and I parted ways about…

My Roots

On Tuesday, I just had such a strong urge to return to the Town of Tonawanda, just over the border for the city of Buffalo. Thank you to those who prayed – I needed it! A few miles from my dad’s apartment I had to stop and use the restroom. No doubt the stress of…

Packin’ Up

I am in Erie, PA….packed up and on the road….Chick-Fil-A was screaming our names…Dw is with us….in a truck bringing some stuff back that is his inheritance…. We have been laughing…Dw is more of a “destination” guy….he has been repeating, “journey, journey, journey…” so that he will enjoy this journey…. Just to help with the…

Wandering Home

Well here I am, in a Tim Horton’s in Tonawanda, NY. I had no intention of going back to where I grew up. Not this trip anyway. But somehow it is pulling me back….and so here I am. Emma and Josh willingly have come with me and we are headed to check out my old…

Small Town America

How my heart loves small town America…and my eyes well with tears when I seethe American flags lining the streets and big ol’ gorgeous homes sporting bay windows with lace curtains and shutters and front porches beckoning for friends to sit a spell and bunting flags hang on white fences where distinguished red doors call…

Memorial Box Monday

I thought I might do something a little different today. I try very hard to read all the Memorial Box Monday links, with partial success. Each one I am able to read reminds me of the attributes of God. The stories often remind me of things in my own life that could easily have long…

The Real Cottage

If you’ve been hanging around A Place Called Simplicity for any length of time you might remember that when we bought the RV last year we were dreaming {albeit unrealistically} that it was going to be “our beloved cottage.” For all the years we lived in Western New York we had spent much of our…