Author Archives: Becky Dingle

Dear Reader: I had some kind of epiphany yesterday watching Rutledge and Lachlan stand by their Japanese Maples. I decided each year at the same time I am going to take a photo of each child by their tree and … Continue reading →

Dear Reader: I almost dropped my watering can yesterday morning when suddenly something startled my peripheral vision. Could it be? It was! A butterfly! After all these weeks whining and complaining about the absence of butterflies in the garden since … Continue reading →

Dear Reader: Even though Grandmother Wilson reminded me, on several occasions, to stop and enjoy a “slice of life” the expression originally referred to a short film, documentary, or play with  “slice of life” dialogue throughout…”unembellished representation of real life.”  … Continue reading →

Dear Reader: I reckon I just have to recognize the fact that suddenly I am old. It is making me a little sad, like my drooping confederate rose (above) but also mad! Yesterday I told stories to seven different time … Continue reading →

Dear Reader: Two summers ago when Anne and I went to Ireland we spent a lot of time at the Burren. One of the strangest places you will ever see. At first glance it looks like God just cleared out … Continue reading →

Dear Reader: “Boo Y’all” might seem strangely out of place at the end of May instead of October but Cindy Ashley’s napkins (she found for me last fall) fit perfectly with the blog readers’ get-together. I (Boo) was so happy … Continue reading →

Dear Reader: Last night I tested batteries and lights for the garden lanterns and began placing them around as darkness descended. Soon, however, I realized that the sky looked like it was shining a giant flashlight on the yard and … Continue reading →

Dear Reader: While cleaning out a crate of “stuff” (junk) yesterday….a long slender piece of wood got stuck in the holes of the crate. I tugged and pulled and finally the “stick” came flying out with something long and orange … Continue reading →

Dear Reader: When I look out my “blog bungalow” window I get to see the ginger plant Vickie recently gave me. Because I had been told that it would add a lovely scent seasonally to the garden I searched in … Continue reading →

Dear Reader: As I was searching through my old electronic files yesterday, I came across an anecdote that made me pause and reflect; The name of the story is: “Become a Lake” An aging Hindu master grew tired of his … Continue reading →