Bare feet. Old clothes. Bicycles. Ferries. Chalk. Trees. Hideouts and hikes. Farm chores. Garden pickings. Baking. A tusked old pig. Baby lambs. Lots and lots of goats. Garlic braids. Dogs, young and old. Berries, shells and beach stones. Driftwood. The C (Candy!) Shop.

Sunshine days (better than any yellow brick road) with family from far away, dropped from the sky.

Mountains and water and love, oh my!

There’s no place like home. 🧡

“Sojourn in this land, and I will be with you and will bless you. . .” —Genesis 26:3

“We love because he first loved us.” —1 John 4:19

“I will restore to you the years that the locust hath eaten.” —Joel 2:25

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Now. . . If you’re looking for more PNW summer, Sandra Byrd’s new novel Heirlooms will take you to Whidbey Island (also in Washington State)—and another country farm. In its pages you’ll enter a story of intergenerational and cross-cultural friendships as lovely as any I’ve read.

Here’s the gist: Two Navy widows—one of Korean lineage—find solace in each other after their husbands’ deaths. Estranged from their mothers, the two become family-of-heart. Those women have passed when their granddaughters follow attic clues to sleuth the details of their shared histories—and honor the legacies of their remarkable grandmothers.

I hope you enjoy it. This story is so rich and warm-hearted, you’ll be weeping by its conclusion.
I was.

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Thanks for stopping by, friends. So glad you’re here.

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