An antique Clorox bottle makes a unique base for a droopy Valentine tree made of lilac branches, Easter grass and some dollar store hearts. I love the way that the sun shines through those old amber bottles.
I read somewhere that you can tell a lot about a person not so much by what they read, but by what they re-read...over and over again. Do you have books like that? Worn and spotty, with pages kind of mottled because you got water on them while reading as you soaked in the tub, or personalized with catchup stains because you hauled them to a picnic and tried to eat a hamburger and read at the same time.
If you looked on my bookshelf, that is the way that you would find my Mitford books. The Mitford books (there is a whole series of them, starting with "At Home in Mitford") are books written by Jan Karon about life in the fictional small town of Mitford. Where everything and nothing much happens at the same time, and God is woven into the story of everyday people just living out their everyday lives. I love how this author takes the ordinary, throws in God...and the ordinary becomes extraordinary. And you know how she does it? She uses scripture and sprinkles it around as liberally as my husband does salt on meat. And as with salt, the scripture is what flavors these little books. I read them over and over again, and they have become as familiar as old friends.
So if you have had a day that pinched like you had on a too tight pair of shoes, give the Mitford books a try. They are as soothing as a pair of old slippers...and I always leave smiling when I can relax and spend a few minutes in Mitford! DLB