Mom rested on the couch after her physical therapy session. Although she’d made great progress after the stroke, she still tired easily.
“Have some tea, Mom,” I said, placing a steaming cup on the coffee table. 299 more words
The little backyard playhouse had to be happy.
It was once again enjoying the pitter patter of little feet.
Little guys Sam and James finally are old enough, and walk well enough, to go out and visit the little white and red playhouse that their great grandfather first made, and their grandfather, grandmother and one of the mothers helped restore. 430 more words
Sunshine in the UK never lasts long – it’s the human reality inside any fantastical tale as was proven in the last part of our sojourn to Kent – the day after our seaside adventure the temperature dropped like a stone (a bit like today) from the low twenties..to low. 213 more words
Format:Paperback, 248 pages
Yes, ok, I admit it. I may well be one of the last few teacher-librarians in Australia who hadn’t read… 363 more words