Letters From Home

Personal missives from my house to the hearts of those I love

Pages

Home
Excerpts from Beloved Letters
Messages From God
Nature Notes
Quotes of Note
Notes to God

Tuesday, November 8, 2011

Posted by Elece Hollis at 9:52 AM

No comments:

Post a Comment

Newer Post Older Post Home

Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom)

Labels

home flowers Jesus family love memories trees blooms gardens hope joy mother Mama artist daughter dreams easter friendship roses spring tulips California Camp Pendleton Clouds Indian paintbrushes Limitless Grace March Marines Michigan Oklahoma Primroses Wind antiques artisans beach beauty birds birdwatching campfires carpenter childbirth cicadas cold crafts creation creator cross daddy daffodils daisies dinner dogwood encouraged fair familyprayers fire floral arrangements food friends fun gardening generosity gift grandkids handmade hands hats hawk heaven home sites homesites homestead horses iris kindness miracles music nature new baby nursery ocean peace petunias piano plants prairies prayers promise pumpkins quartet roadside flowers sea shells seasons shrimp silk sister sisters skills sky snow spoon summer sunflowers table thorns toolbox tree frogs watermelons waves wild wildflowers windowsill wooden worker writing

My Blog List

Cec Murphey's Writer to Writer

Why This Blog? - When I first began selling books in the early 1980s, I promised God that I would do whatever I could to help new writers. I had once been where they were. ...
Photo A Day

The Real Green - I'm glad the sky is painted blue And the earth is painted green, With such a lot of nice fresh air All sandwiched in between. Author Unknown The Real ...
Thoughts Join Letters

Sun Coming to the Orchard - Sun Coming to the Orchard By Elece Hollis There is shade this morning on the orchard where fog lay heavy last night and through the dawn. As ...
Prairie Places

Evening Comes Sweetly - Evening Falls Sweetly By Elece Hollis The sun is sinking and the clouds are bottom rimmed with gold. Two geese fly honking overhead to settle on the farm p...
Another Gray Day

My Work Space - I had my kids move their stuff off my desk last night, so it is clean! I have new project to draft, and I'm hoping, hoping, hoping I can make it as awesome...
Inspired Nutmeg

Friday Photo - *Watching the tractor*. Lots of change is happening in our busy little corner of the world. We are taking our first trip without the chickadees since, well...

Search This Blog

Blog Archive

► 2018 (1)
- ► August (1)

► 2017 (2)
- ► September (2)

► 2014 (3)
- ► September (1)
- ► August (1)
- ► May (1)

► 2012 (7)
- ► September (1)
- ► August (1)
- ► July (1)
- ► April (1)
- ► March (2)
- ► January (1)

▼ 2011 (8)
- ► December (2)
- ▼ November (2)
  - No title
  - Autumn Rain
- ► August (1)
- ► June (1)
- ► March (1)
- ► January (1)

► 2010 (23)
- ► November (1)
- ► October (2)
- ► September (1)
- ► August (1)
- ► July (2)
- ► June (1)
- ► May (4)
- ► April (3)
- ► March (8)

About Me

Elece Hollis

View my complete profile

Followers

Popular Posts

Let There Still Be Roses

Dear Jesus, I read in Isaiah 55 these words: "So you will go out with joy, and be led forth in peace. The mountains and the hills...
(no title)
A Baby Born

Dear Mama, This week I was the grandma. I rushed to Audra's house to keep the children while she gave birth to another little one. T...
Girl of my Heart

Dear Sweet Jordyn, Girl of my heart, I love you so much! We did have a great adventure this summer going on a jet plane all...
New Blog Site with Elece Hollis

Dear Friends and Followers, Come and join me in a new blog to replace Letters from Home but including your favorite posts there at m...
To Mama Freda

Dear Mama, I see you brown-haired, bright-eyed, full of strength and energy. I see you serving dinner to people around a big table. I s...
The Wings of the Wind

Dear God, Oh God, How dare I to write to you, You who walked on water? I read this morning in the book of Daniel how you walked in...
Pianos and Ponies

Dear Jesus, You certainly know how to make children happy. A day or two ago, Brenna came riding up to the back porch on her "borro...
Spring is a kiss from God

Spring is always so busy that with change that we often rush through and miss some of the best things–like flowers. In Oklahoma, Ox-eye d...
Dear Summer

. Dear Summer, I feel you coming softly and slowly to an end. With melons ripe in the garden and sunflowers rearing heavy heads a...

Watermark theme. Powered by Blogger.