Friday, April 29, 2011

Sounds of Childhood

church bells
whistling kettle
screen door slamming
cicadas
frying chicken
the whirl of an old fan
creaking porch swing
clink of ice in a tea glass
creak of a wooden floor
a dinner prayer
wind through the trees
lap of water on the lake shore
crunch of gravel underfoot 
rain on a tin roof
old ladies cooing over a new baby
click of knitting needles
rustle of a newspaper
mockingbird in a high tree
ticking clocks
momma humming in the kitchen
old men in conversation about the crops
rope swings
hunting dogs
children giggling
the swish of an old corn broom
wooden clothes pins being pulled from a bag
mommas fussing
neighing horses
gentle clink of silver on thin bone china
mommas calling children home for supper
a child's evening prayer
kneelers being pulled out during church





A heartfelt thank you to Searcy for the idea.


Monday, April 18, 2011

The Art of Correspondence

Once a month, I meet a dear friend for breakfast at a local bookstore, using our time together catching each other up on our busy lives and discussing our views on the world at large. (Oh, if only everyone would just listen to us...we could  fix all of the woes of the world lol)  This mornings discussion focused on the good and bad of technology.


It should go without saying that I love my computer.  I love the ability to connect with people on the other side of the world through email and blogs.  I love that I have information at my fingertips, but I often miss what life was like before we all got online. I'm sad that my children don't know the thrill of receiving a handwritten letter from a loved one unexpectedly in the mail; a small joy that email can not compete with.


Surely I'm not the only person who gets excited about receiving mail not requiring a check to be written (bills) or addressed to "occupant"?  Most of our written communication seems to be through text messaging or email. Of course, occasionally a birthday card comes in the mail, but, more often than not even birthday wishes are now sent via e-cards.  I mourn this loss of written communication...handwritten communication, that is.  I miss the pleasure of looking back on the cards and letters from the past, now lovingly tied with ribbon and placed on the top shelf of my closet, awaiting a quiet moment to relive the memories.  A printed email message will never be ribbon worthy and all too soon I fear there will nothing more to place on that top shelf.  I just can't allow that to happen.


I am on a crusade to revive the art of correspondence.  Here are some of my thoughts...


Today find a quiet place and read some of your favorite letters. While sitting there soaking up all the love and support, think of one person you love and write a beautiful, loving letter to that person.  Make sure you write from the heart.  Letters are intimate.  Be intimate.  Fancy stationery isn't necessary; write a loving note on the back of a pretty picture or inside of a book to pass along.  A letter takes so little time, yet one letter in a lifetime to a mother, a daughter, or a special friend could make a greater difference than you believe.