Jade plants are low maintenance, beautiful succulents with naturally glossy, thick, rich green leaves, often forming clusters like rosettes with rosy, blush edges on long stems.
This spring, as I spruced up my parents’ backyard décor, sorting through various plant containers my mother tended before her passing, I rescued a pot of jade plants long overgrown by flowering ground cover. In its hidden, shaded spot, the long stems reaching for sunlight were...
Where boys grow as tall as cactus in character and resolve–
Protector - Book Review by Deborah S. Tukua.
Its 1870, in rugged and wild Wyoming territory. The Miller boys of Legacy Ranch grow into men in a hurry, especially when their Pa is away on a cattle drive and they're challenged with hard decisions to make and enemies to outsmart. Captivating western with action, adventure and plot twists. For ages 10 to 15.
Meet the Author, Anna Grace Miller
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In Pipestone Strong, the middle-grade historical fiction book I’m writing, a Cheyenne grandfather finds and collects wild bird feathers. After identifying the bird species, he dips the tip of a feather in ink and draws an illustration of the bird in his sketch pad.
The first bird in Grandfather’s sketch book is a Mourning Dove. Showing the drawing to his grandson, he said he found the feather on the ground under the large sunflower plants in the garden, where the mourning doves feast on...
Summer festivities are best enjoyed with an ice-cold fruity beverage. I whipped up a pitcher of this classic, chilled beverage to celebrate our wedding anniversary and Independence Day.
Do you love vintage glassware, plates, and linens? If so, you’ll love perusing the lovely vintage ware from my personal collection, I used to style each color photograph in this book.
In keeping with the style of the book photographs, I selected my favorite vintage glass pitcher. It has a cardinal bird on one...
We haven’t had a dog since our treasured girl of many years passed away.
Imagine my surprise hearing a little dog bark just off our deck. I stopped what I was doing, froze, and listened. I heard the bark again. From the sound, I knew it was close, but nothing moved. Peering in that direction, I didn’t see a dog or any other animal. But it was there. Surely my ears weren’t deceiving me. The barking stopped as I walked to the far end of the deck. Sneaky creature, shut up as I scanned the grassy...
Growing up in Florida, we often swam in murky lakes and rivers without giving it much thought. Due to the presence of tannic acid, the water was the color of black tea, our family's favorite iced beverage. Wading in the warm water each summer, you couldn't see your feet or legs as you went deeper. We splashed and played never fearing the alligators and snakes residing in those brownish waters.
On one occasion and never again, we floated down Ichetucknee Springs in rubber inner tubes, bottoms...
