Welcome to the Playroom at 14 Peonystreet!

Why we call it the 'Playroom': the place whence objects pleasing to the eye are brought from the drawing board to reality, after much discussion with the ancestors.....

Thursday, November 26, 2015

Wednesday, November 4, 2015

Please Pray for Joey, Nov 5, 8p.m. CST

Please Pray for Joey, of Joey + Rory.

Please visit this link for the whole story.


Monday, October 26, 2015

Kitty Love

Here's my story:
I used to have outside cats when I was about 6 or 7 years old.  I used to play with them a lot. 
I guess I outgrew them, because, as I got older, like after college age, I really disliked cats.
In fact, you could say I hated them.  They seemed creepy.
I have recently redeemed my self, however.
This little kitten found me.
She came out of the barn one day, and it was immediate
The poor little thing heard my voice and started following me everywhere in the yard.
I picked her up and found she had an eye infection and a cold.
I've given her medicine to get better, and she has.
Her mama kitty showed up too.  Not as friendly, but I could pet her at least.
So I fed them.
I think her sister showed up then.  
And now there is a larger kitten, even more skittish.  I think it's a he because it's a big kitten for it's age.  He's a striped tiger.
All together, it's four cats.
The grey and white kitten is my favorite of course.  She comes running when she hears my voice!
I'm fascinated by these cats.  They are so smart.  I 've truely underestimated cats all these years,
and have really never understood them.
I love watching them.
Now my heart melts when I see them.
Now I understand why people love their pet cats.
Now I understand all the quilts that have cats in them.
I've been struck with the Kitty Love virus.

Wednesday, September 16, 2015

It's Amazing, What You Can Live Without.....

I live on a ridge, with a million dollar view,
in a crooked little house,
with ants.  And in the winter there will be mice.
There's a resident groundhog, who must go, under the 85 year old house.
 Deer come in the orchard and eat the apples, peaches, and plums.
There is a lovely statue, guarding the tree, but the deer aren't afraid of it.
This place has an old oak board fence, and myrtles.

Some spots are very civil-war-battlefield
-looking-ish, with lots of
hickory and oak trees.
And rocks.
And old farm equipment.
We are in the throws of optimism and exhaustion at the same time.
Exhilaration at the view and the coolness of the weather.
Exhaustion from the work needed to make this place shine again.
We have no house to speak of, but we do have shelter.
We haven't got a lot of room, but we have a bed to sleep in;
a small place to cook and eat.
There's something to be said for little house living.
It's just amazing what you can do without.
Jesus, I trust in You.


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