Thursday, April 17, 2014

Throw Back Thursdays~ Angels in Our Lives and Fireplace-Cozy Winters

Hey friends and thanks for visiting!

I have been compiling a collection of stories on my childhood
So here goes with one of them~~~
It's  mainly about one of many afternoons 
we spent waaaay back in the 70s
with my parents'
good friends..... my Dad's old army buddy from WWII
at their  home.
I can't do the feeling or the atmosphere justice.
They're all gone now, to the heavenly reward, 
but I remember them always...

For where your treasure is, there will your heart be also.
Matthew 6:21
      I am 4. I am 7. I am 10, 13, 18. 
There is Christmas, Thanksgiving, Easter, New Year’s Day. 
There are birthdays, graduations, retirements, housewarmings, christenings.
     And there is the everyday. 
Not occasions. But very special indeed.
     Backyard barbeques on crystal summer days. 
Charbroil and hickory wafting to seemingly endless summer sky, creating forever an imprint of happiness, bliss. 
 Of togetherness. Of safety.
      Emerald grass, lemon yellow marigolds and neon pink petunia, trimmed. 
Lawn chairs, neatly arranged earlier, now haphazardly strewn. 
Yanked by eager friends joining burgeoning, lively conversations. 
A day, lingeringly, gratefully, spent with friends sans daily rigor. Heightened by comfort, familiarity, ease. Love.
     There are Sunday afternoons slogging through wintry woods
 to a frozen pond deep within. 
Ice skates flung over shoulders and bumping with each step.
 Bright sun, radiant at eye level. 
Yet hiding behind full beauty of firs and leafless beauty of maple, oak. 
There is the anticipation, the newness of the adventure. But more so, the reveling in now.
     The walk. The talk. 
The silence in between. The being together.  
     And festive casseroles await in best china on hand embroidered linens. 
Aroma of roast beef, garlic mashed potatoes, buttered asparagus 
waft throughout the house. 
We enter and bring frosty January air with us. But only briefly.
 For candles and dimly lit inviting den, leather Queen Anne chairs straddle 
cracking fireplace casting welcome glow on shelf after shelf of inviting tomes.
     There is a high pitched hearty laugh here; the murmur of quiet, deep conversation there; the scrape of a pot, the multitude of sounds made by those comfortable, enjoying life. Appreciating life. 
Thankful for Life.

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  1. I love the time of year when there is a chill in the air and the fireplace is going. Especially when families and friends can gather around and be cozy together. I've had a little too much of winter this year, but this is a good reminder why I usually do love it! You paint a great picture here. Thanks for sharing!

    1. Kerri~
      Thank YOU so much for stopping in and for your kind words!


  2. Chris, your childhood memories sound wonderful and warm! Your words and thoughts are beautiful and I'm sure the real life experiences and memories were so special! Thanks for linking up to the Thankful Thursdays! And I'll remember your Amazon link and I'll give you my affiliate link. :) Too bad we can't get a little something back from our own Aff Links :)

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