As a teenager I began to notice beautiful monograms and lettering in magazines, which led me to the study and practice of calligraphy, or decorative handwriting. I employed variations of both the Gothic (blackletter) and italic scripts to address envelopes, personalize award certificates, and create frameable wall art.
My dream was to someday create illuminated letters, such as those pictured in the photos below from my copy of J. R. Rosen’s print of Lincoln’s Gettysburg Address. Isn’t the intricate detail amazing in a letter less than an inch tall?
I’m thankful I finally learned how to make a beautiful, delicious pie. On a cold day in January the oven warms our home and the fragrance fills the house with a promise of good things to come.
Let never day nor night unhallowed pass; but still remember what the Lord hath done. – William Shakespeare
The sun rose at 7:48 this morning and the temperature was -9° Fahrenheit. On these bitterly cold, dark mornings I easily slip into silent complaints or audible grumbling.
But that’s not how I want to spend the winter months. So I decided to celebrate 30 days of Thanksgiving starting now, just like some people choose to do during November to extend the celebration of Thanksgiving Day. I’m going to cultivate a heart of gratitude to God during the difficult days of winter.
Today I’m thankful for warm layers.
“It was the policy of the good old gentleman to make his children feel that home was the happiest place in the world; and I value this delicious home feeling as one of the choicest gifts a parent can bestow.” – Washington Irving, The Sketch Book
My mom has the spiritual gift of hospitality: the God-given ability to provide food, shelter and fellowship graciously so that people are put at ease and feel cared for, welcomed and comfortable even if the setting or situation is unfamiliar. As noted by Irving, she bestowed the choicest gift to her family. Continue reading