Love It

Everytime I come to this blog I think of a warm fireplace with everybody relaxing around it sharing stories and a few jokes.....I can hear the wind whipping the snow into a blizzard outside and uh, I am sorry dad but I don't see any internet here...a few books and Joseph telling some story about a lost billfold in Montana.
Ruth is curled up on the couch with Dorcas who asked some question about Idlewild whom both Rosemary and Rachel start to answer simultaneously-dad shakes his head and gets up to get more popcorn that mom just got done making in the kitchen.
David is making a truck out of legos on the floor but my dog just snatched it and ran with Timmy right behind him.
Mom is sitting back down in her rocking chair as Brittany curls up in her 'mamaws' lap. The door blows open as Isaiah blows in with some more wood for the fire.
Me? I'm sitting over there cleaning my gun after scolding Ace who's quietly laying by my feet.

Don't you just love it? Or am I the only one....?