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Parmesan Garlic Spaghetti Squash with Roasted Broccoli & Baby Peas

What is the next best thing to a bowl of pasta? A bowl of spaghetti squash!  I have always always adored spaghetti squash. For one it is so easy to make and can be done in the microwave and the squash strands are so dainty and succulent that they hold up perfectly to anything you might throw its way. Spaghetti Squash can be both a side dish or a main entree. It takes less than 30 minutes to throw together and much healthier than your […]

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Let’s Go Home, A Love Story

It’s been two years since I wrote about my Searching Dreams, about how I always wake up from them drained and depleted. I looked it up. I don’t know how many recurrences I’ve had since. They come like clockwork. Searching Dreams, that’s what I’ve taken to calling the nightly dramas I have so often. It’s almost impossible to explain them to a second party, but this is how I described them to y’all in March of 2013… My searching dreams always have a destination I […]

The iconic scene from Dirty Dancing (Video)

The Time of Our Lives

There’s a commercial out there right now that makes me laugh every time I see it. A couple–both of them somewhat overweight–and standing in their home, one in the dining room (the male) and one in the kitchen (the female). The house plan is “open,” so they can see each other. One of them turns on the radio to hear the song (I’ve Had) The Time of My Life by Bill Medley and Jennifer Warnes. You remember the song, don’t you? The grande finale of the 1987 movie […]


Lost in Translation

Happy Wednesday, Porch Pals — Today, I’m excited to introduce you to Kristy Cambron, one of the most talented, kind-hearted authors you’ll ever meet. A brilliant researcher, Kristy fancies life as a vintage-inspired storyteller. Her debut historical novel, THE BUTTERFLY AND THE VIOLIN, was named to Library Journal Reviews’ Best Books of 2014 and Family Fiction’s Top Ten Novels of 2014, leaving countless readers anxious for her next tale.   Just released, her second novel, A SPARROW IN TEREZIN, does not disappoint. It was named Library Journal […]


A Little Independence

“Marriage is that relation between man and woman in which the independence is equal, the dependence mutual, and the obligation reciprocal.” ―Louis K. Anspacher The summer before I left for college, I attended a July 4th celebration with a group of people, which happened to include my future husband. He sat behind me on the bleachers, and I was so conscious of his presence that I kept my eyes focused on the stage, as if I was actually watching the preliminary events. But as the […]


Memory Boats

Happy Monday, Everyone! For years around here we’ve been in the busy season of work commitments, man-child activities, book travel, and the general scramble that comes with the transitional years of fluffing out fledgling humans and preparing them to fly from the nest. In the meantime, the nest has slowly deteriorated. A post by our wonderful Belle Friday, Nicole Seitz, a few weeks ago, inspired me. Nicole shared her amazing redecorating efforts and her (brilliant I think) literary master bath, papered with pages from her […]


‘Immortal Masterpieces’ or ‘Chew on This’

In trying to figure out what to write about tonight, I thought I’d share with you that I bit my dental hygienist today. Accidentally, of course. I had my eyes closed and mouth open, and then I thought of something to say. She had stuck her fingers in my mouth. I was mortified. Does this happen to other people? Does it? Then, I thought I might share with you how I have left the meat at the grocery store, not once, but twice this week. […]

Rachel Hauck, How To Catch A Prince

There’s Treasure Buried Here

My husband blows me away sometimes. He’s smart and funny. And wise. Really wise. With great insight into every day things. One Sunday we were sitting in church and I whispered a thought to him  based on what the pastor was sharing. I can’t remember my “Why?” question — there are quite a few things in scripture that inspire “Why?” — but Hubster whispered to me… “You know, when I run across scripture I don’t understand, I put an X over it and think, ‘There’s treasure buried […]

daffodil, public domain photo

In Praise of Teachers

Years ago, when daffodils first made their appearance each Spring in Columbia, South Carolina, my mother would help my sister and me gather the nicest ones from our yard. We didn’t keep them. We gave them away – to our teachers. Teachers were special. That was the message we heard in big ways and small, and throughout the year. In the books we read, teachers were often heroines. From Laura Ingalls Wilder’s series to the story of Helen Keller, teachers were portrayed as individuals who […]


When We All Get There

“When we all get to Heaven, What a day of rejoicing that will be! When we all see Jesus, We’ll sing and shout the victory.” It was the best song to sing when I was a kid. We must have had permission from our parents as well as other adults at church.  Some kind of implicit understanding to give it our all and really sing and shout it out. The adults would turn and look at us, but with beaming approving smiles. As a kid, […]


He is Risen! Let’s begin again . . .

I love holidays. Christmas is a magical time of year. Halloween combines two of my favorite things–dressing up and candy. Thanksgiving warms my soul (and fills my belly!). But my favorite holiday? Easter. And my favorite part of Easter? The Sunrise Service. It’s a disappointment to me when the service gets moved inside because of the weather (too cold, too wet, too snowy). But I’m almost always there, in the pre-dawn light, waiting to celebrate the moment when the truth became clear. Jesus was no longer […]