I awoke early and full of curiosity. I wanted to experience morning on our new porch. We moved into this stone dwelling 4 days ago and I’m still learning how it breathes.

Summer in the South is layered in moods and demands. She sits in your lap and hugs the air from your lungs like a child that’s been pampered far too long. She’s lush and fragrant and the birds never tire of singing praises. Bees the size of bullfrogs hover above the Morning Glory vines mumbling.

Boxes still litter our bedrooms waiting to be unpacked but for now I sit and swing listening and learning a new rhythm. Change at any age can be discordant…initially, but lean in to your new day, the song may not be familiar, but the words could change your life.


  1. Patricia (Pollywog Creek) on July 16, 2010 at 8:45 am

    Lovely. Just lovely.

    • Deb Barnett on July 16, 2010 at 11:10 am

      Love this. Love you. Can’t wait to see the place!

  2. Courtney Smith on July 16, 2010 at 10:44 am

    This is so inspiring. Thank you so much. Just what I needed to hear today. :) <3

  3. Melissa on July 16, 2010 at 10:51 am

    Where did you move to?

  4. Annette Monts Falls on July 16, 2010 at 11:30 am

    Absolutely beautiful! Looking forward to reading more posts and seeing the beauty via your camera lens and written words. Thank you for sharing. May God bless your new home!

  5. Dot Quaid on July 16, 2010 at 11:59 am

    Your words are like a paintbrush in my mind…I can almost see what you’re describing…looking forward to photos and more stories :o)
    Praise God today, my friend’s adult daughter gets to go home after recent treatment for leukemia. The power of prayer is evident in her ongoing recovery and this new milestone! Hallelujah!

  6. Shelia on July 16, 2010 at 12:03 pm

    Welcome to Franklin! So many sweet discoveries await you. I look forward to reading about them.

  7. Elizabeth on July 16, 2010 at 12:26 pm

    Patsy, I really like your description of summer in the south.

  8. Clara Dvorak on July 17, 2010 at 9:08 am

    Pasty, My husband and I were just in Franklin a few weeks ago. He and i are going to be retiring from being pastors in Iowa. We fell in love with Franklin and are serious thinking about moving there next June, 2011. We just love Tennessee. The people in Franklin were so nice to us and the area so peaceful and beautiful I could just feel the presence of God. I am looking forward to seeing all that God has in store for us when we move.

    Enjoy every minute of your new home. The boxes can wait, however you might or maybe not want to find your brain. I sometimes do much better leaving mine at home.

    Much love in Christ, Clara

  9. Mary in Idaho on July 17, 2010 at 4:01 pm

    Thank you for the reminder to look for what God has in each new adventure. We are also planning a move at our “mature” age. I am not looking forward to it, but with encouraging words and reminders from dear Christian friends like you the load is lighter. Lord bless you and your new home.

  10. Nancy in Memphis on July 19, 2010 at 2:49 pm

    So close and yet so far! Beautiful words and pics!

  11. Big Fat Mama on July 26, 2010 at 2:58 pm

    Sounds just wonderful. I recently heard somewhere that when Mother Teresa was asked what she says when she prays to God she said, “nothing, I just listen.” They then asked her what God says to her, and she said, “nothing, he just listens.” I’ve been trying to slow down and just listen to God more.

    Enjoy unpacking and settling into your new home!!

  12. Kim on August 12, 2010 at 12:32 pm

    I only wish that change felt this way to me, and that I would just take a moment every once in awhile to enjoy the moment. We are trying to sell our house and get another before someone else grabs it.

  13. Nikole Hahn on October 15, 2010 at 2:49 pm

    Care to send some of that peace this way? Just reading this caused me to relax.

  14. Judy on November 10, 2010 at 7:41 pm

    Thank you for inviting me to sit and swing with you. I can feel exactly what you are describing by closing my eyes.

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