Stockings

The stockings were hung by the chimney with care, in hopes that I took care of the contents of my own stocking, because the Carpenter wouldn鈥檛 dare (it still rhymes).

Crown

It鈥檚 fair to say that when it comes to communication by text (or any other form of written conversation, or like, conversation in general), my spouse, the Carpenter, is monosyllabic.聽

Feathered

I don鈥檛 know if you can read the joy in this column. I can鈥檛 convey it accurately with words, but I want you to feel it, experience it and share it with me when you read the following statement. Ready?聽

Open

I can鈥檛 tell you how long it鈥檚 been since I walked through the door of the church I was christened in, but when I saw the sign outside saying 鈥淥pen for Prayer,鈥 it was an invitation I felt called to accept.聽

Mind Game

Sometimes, the only way to get something done around my house is to ask my husband, the Carpenter, if he would like me to go ahead and start the project without him.

Pool

Well, now I鈥檝e done it. I鈥檝e dived in head-first into the pool and I have no idea how to swim these shark-infested waters, but I assure you, victory (at least in my personal pool) is all mine. Game on.

Moths

Maybe it鈥檚 the country life, but I feel I have come a long way in terms of my personal phobias of some of nature鈥檚 creatures that I have encountered this summer.聽