Saying Goodbye

Today we said goodbye to a dear friend—one of the very first we met when we moved to Mobile a decade ago. Charlie Lyles wasn’t loud or flashy, but his presence carried weight. The kind of weight that comes from a life spent lifting others up.

Charlie had a gentle way about him. He never spoke an unkind word about anyone, always seeing the good first. He had a servant’s heart—steady, humble, and full of grace. At our car club meetings, he’d light up talking about engines or chrome details only he noticed, and he’d always bring along the biggest, most beautiful tomatoes you’ve ever seen—grown with the same care and patience he gave to everything.

When the world shut down during the pandemic, Charlie opened his gates to us. “Pick whatever you want,” he said, pointing to the fruit trees in his yard. It wasn’t just fruit—it was hope, kindness, and a reminder that we weren’t alone.

At our fish fry fundraiser, he never hesitated. First to show up, last to leave. He brought more supplies than we could count—and never asked for a thing in return. That was Charlie. Always giving, never expecting.

Some people love loudly. Others, like Charlie, love in silence—through small, generous acts that ripple deeper than words ever could.

His absence leaves a quiet ache, but his love—his steady, beautiful way of being—will stay with us always.

Celebrating Darrin in Gatlinburg

Wednesday, June 4 - We started our trip to the Smokey Mountains on Wednesday by traveling to Nashville to pick up Darrin's Parents. We spent the night and then headed to Pigeon Forge/Gatlinburg.

Thursday, June 5 - We checked into our cabin after a long search to find the cabin. The cabin was not marked with the number that was provided to us. We moved our stuff in and headed to get some groceries. 

Just took a step back in time at the historic Harrisburg Covered Bridge in Sevier County, Tennessee!

This charming piece of history, built in the 1800s, is one of the few remaining covered bridges in the state. Walking across its wooden planks and taking in the peaceful surroundings was like stepping into a storybook.

Going on a bear hunt...
Gonna find a big one!

Staying in a cozy cabin up on a hill perfect for spotting some furry neighbors. Let the Smoky Mountain adventure continue

We toured the Apple barn and had a little fun wine tasting. Even Mom got into it.

Friday, June 6 - We started our Morning at Mel's Dinner.

It was a cool place to see.

    The decor was over the top but not the food.

Titanic adventure this morning was AMZING! Got to see actual artifacts up close. It's wild to think about the history behind each piece. The stories of the survivors were powerful and moving.

Just got back from the Smoky Mountain National Park and downtown Gatlinburg! From riding the gondola with breathtaking views to exploring the charming streets of Tennessee, we had an absolute blast. Can’t wait to go back!

We had a blast at the Hatfield & McCoy Dinner Show! Amazing food, hilarious comedy, and great dancing. I think someone wants to learn to clog.

Saturday, June 7 - Today, I celebrate the incredible man I’ve had the honor of loving for 29 years, 26 of them as his wife. You are the steady rhythm in my every day, the quiet strength that holds us together, and the creative soul that keeps life full of surprises. You work hard without ever asking for praise. You give kindness without needing recognition. You dream big, love deeply, and speak gently. Here’s to many more birthdays!

   

Started the rainy morning with breakfast at the Old Mill. Can’t beat their amazing jelly! Then it was off to forge an axe, followed by a scenic trolley ride to Gatlinburg and back. Now wrapping up the morning planning for some gem mining...fun and adventure!

April Round Up

 

 

Tuesday, April 1     Cleaning up after the big snow turned into quite the adventure, messy and poky are definitely the words of the day. I get to break out my trusty sleeves, my armor against scratches and scrapes. I love them… until the heat kicks in and they start feeling like a second skin. Poor palms look battered and sad for now, but give it time, new prongs will soon burst forth, fresh and green, ready to take on whatever comes next.

Wednesday, April 2    Quick update on the broken wrist: I thought I might dodge the follow-up, but nope — the doctor got me before I even left the office. So, another month of taking it easy and no heavy lifting. After that, hopefully, I’m back in the game.

Thursday, April 3      The little garden is waking up! Nine tomato plants are stretching toward the sun, and radishes are popping up like tiny surprises. Soon enough, the green beans and squash will make their grand entrance—can’t wait for the leafy curtain call!

Friday, April 4     This young lady has graced my fridge since the very moment she made her debut into this world. Each day, I have lifted her in prayer, asking for God's guidance, protection, and blessings over her life. Now, as she stands on the threshold of graduation, ready to step into a new chapter, I can't help but reflect on the incredible journey she’s about to embark on. What an honor it’s been to witness her growth, and what a joy it will be to see where God leads her next. Kati Ann Allen you were created for such a time as this!

Saturday, April 5     The prettiest post in the spring!

Sunday, April 6    The weather tried to rain on our parade, but Mother Nature showed us some grace! Despite the looming forecast, our Easter Egg Hunt on April 6 was an absolute blast! We lucked out with a perfectly timed dry window that held strong for most of the event and we made the most of every moment!

 Monday, April 7      The stage of A Midsummer Night’s Dream stands silent now, its magic packed away and headed for the shadows of the storage building. The forest of fairies and mischief sleeps once more. But already, the air tingles with the first notes of a new dream - The Sound of Music is on the horizon. Auditions loom like the Alps, and one young hopeful stands at the edge of the spotlight, rehearsing his moment. But what song will carry him forward? The bold swell of the National Anthem? A spirited tune from The Music Man? Or perhaps something twangy and heartfelt from the country charts? The hills are alive and so is the anticipation.

Tuesday, April 8    The dance recital is just around the corner, and that can only mean one thing, it's time to bring the Mayor of Munchkinland to life. The fabric is chosen, the pattern awaits, and the sewing machine, long silent, hums back to life with a familiar rhythm. It’s been a while, but as the first stitches fall into place, it all comes rushing back. The whirr of the needle, the scent of fresh fabric - yes, this feels like home.

Wednesday, April 9   At last a day without wind. The air is still, the sky wide and waiting. Time to strike the match and send the towering pile of broken limbs and pinecones crackling into flame. Nature’s leftovers, now dancing embers, rising like memories into the calm spring sky.

Thursday, April 10    Barrett’s little buddies, those six-legged menaces I’d love to toss straight into the burn pile. Grasshoppers! Tiny, leaf-munching rebels plotting a backyard takeover. They’re everywhere, eyeing my garden like it’s an all-you-can-eat buffet. But of course, the kid adores them. Gives them names. Builds them bug hotels. So for now… they get a free pass. Ugh.

Friday, April 11    Memories on Main Street—an unforgettable evening with the Back Roads Touring Club. As the sun dipped low, the classic cars rolled into downtown Lucedale, MS, their polished chrome catching the glow of streetlights and neon signs. The night air buzzed with conversation, the hum of engines, and the smell of good food from our potluck tailgate. We shared stories under the stars, surrounded by a shining lineup of vintage beauties stretching down the heart of town. So many cars, so much laughter—and a perfect Southern night to remember it all.

Saturday, April 12    Easter Egg Hunts at Bethel Baptist Church—pure springtime joy! The lawn was buzzing with excitement as little ones dashed through the grass, baskets in hand and eyes wide with anticipation. The hunt was divided into two age groups, each on a mission to find the prized golden egg. Barrett struck gold early and then raced off in search of 23 more colorful treasures. Laughter, squeals, and happy chaos filled the air. And when the last egg was found? We wrapped it all up with burgers sizzling on the grill and sweet fellowship shared under the warm sun. A perfect day of celebration, community, and childhood wonder.

Sunday, April 13    Dinner with friends - there’s nothing better. Gathered together at The Mariner, we soaked in the perfect backdrop: boats gliding lazily up and down Dog River, pelicans plunging gracefully into the water in search of their evening meal, and the steady hum of cars crossing the Dog River Bridge. Laughter mingled with the breeze, and time seemed to slow, just enough to savor the company, the view, and the simple joy of being together.

Monday, April 14     Audition night—nerves, excitement, and a spotlight waiting. And yes, he made his choice: God’s Country by Blake Shelton. From the first note, he owned it. Strong, steady, and full of heart. He nailed every word, and with his 30 seconds of fame complete, the room was alive with applause and smiles. The audience loved it, and so did he. A moment to remember, loud and proud.

Tuesday, April 15     The beauty of the morning is something sacred. The water lies still, like glass, untouched and perfectly calm. An orange glow stretches across the horizon as the sun rises, painting the world in warmth and promise. Birds greet the day with cheerful songs, while a soft, solitary hoot from the resident owls lingers in the trees. In the distance, the mournful whistle of a morning train echoes through the valley—a low, lonesome sound that stirs something deep. The air is crisp now, fresh and clean, but soon the cool hush will yield to the heat of the coming day. For a moment, though, everything is perfectly still—peaceful, and full of quiet wonder.

Wednesday, April 16    Magnolias in bloom remind me of Grandma Twamley. She loved them and wanted to visit Mobile while they were in bloom. Years ago Grandma traveled with us to Mobile. On the way we watched The Incredibles. Grandma had never seen the movie and never watched a move in a moving vehicle. What a treat to hear her laugh at the ridiculous thing happening in the movie

Thursday, April 17  Dinner out with the Back Roads Touring Club. Great people, great food at Judy’s Place and David got to show off his new ride. The 1967 Pontiac Grand Prix Convertible was a big hit!

Friday, April 18    The long weekend in Nashville. We rented Zach new Airbnb. This house is set up for lots of fun! Sleeps 21 people. On the first night Tory and Nicole came and hung out with us. We sat at the firepit just talking. It was nice to just relax.

Saturday, April 19   David and his crew made their way to the Airbnb. The kids all choose different rooms and then switched them up later. The day involved going to a car show to see Grandma and Grandpa 2. Where we all had $78 worth of ice cream. Then we went on to see the Marathon Factory Museum.  Haven was fascinated in the machinery that was still on display and working in the Shop area. The 6 Marathons on display in the Museum were just fascinating!

Sunday, April 20    Easter morning we all hunted eggs. The kids all dressed in their Easter clothes look so cute. The Golden egg was the last one to be found. Of course, Barrett found it but Hunter sure did try hard.

Monday, April 21   Plant hunting. Finding something for the front of the house to set the front entrance up. Just not sure what I want. On a quest for the perfect plant. Something that will elevate the front entrance and give the house that just-right welcome—but I haven’t quite figured out what it is yet. The search continues.

Tuesday, April 22      Early morning walks on Dog River. Just quiet time until Cooper sees a squirl

Wednesday, April 23 – Optimist Club Day. Always sweeter with the candy

Thursday, April 24     Back Roads Touring Club Dinner out! Great time with friends and fellow enthusiasts

Friday, April     Work—it’s a four-letter word for a reason! Thankfully, I’m armed with a battalion of screens to make it all feel slightly more glamorous.

Saturday, April 26     Prepping the Model T and Model A for the car show—hours of washing, vacuuming, polishing glass, and detailing every inch. Vintage pride takes elbow grease, but they’re going to shine like history on wheels.

Sunday, April 27     Post-show lineup! We brought a few classics to a local church car show—great turnout, beautiful weather, and plenty of chrome shining in the sun. A perfect day to share a little automotive history.

Monday, April 28   Taking the toys back to the garage for storage

Wednesday, April 30  Nothing like ending the month on an Optimistic note!

 

March in the Books!

Monday, March 24      Spring has officially made its grand entrance. The azaleas are bursting into color, painting the landscape with vibrant pinks and purples. Of course, that also means a yellow haze of pollen hangs in the air like a seasonal curse. With summer's heat and humidity just around the corner, outdoor projects are in full swing — it's a race against the Southern sun..

Tuesday, March 25   Dewberry Season Has Arrived! The vines are loaded, and that means one thing: sweet, tangy goodness is on the way. Pies are definitely in the plans (the kind that barely make it to the table before being devoured), and with such a bumper crop this year, I’m thinking it’s time to break out the canning pot. Jelly, not jam, is on the agenda. Smooth, clear, and packed with that unmistakable wild berry flavor without the seeds. Can’t wait!

Wednesday, March 26 Some days, the most extraordinary moment is the sunrise — golden light spilling across the sky, gently waking the world. And that’s more than enough for me. Life hums along in its quiet cadence: the steady call of work, the fellowship of the Optimist Club, the warmth of home. There’s a certain beauty in the ordinary, where stillness speaks and simple things shine.

Thursday, March 27 Easter Egg Hunt plans are coming together, and I couldn’t be more thankful for the amazing team at BRTC. These folks are the heart of our community — always showing up, always pitching in. Our “conference room” might be a garage, but it’s filled with laughter, teamwork, and the kind of energy that makes things happen. There’s something special about planning events that bring joy to our club, side by side with people who truly care.

Friday, March 28. From real blossoms to artificial blooms, I have to admit—the Lego version steals my heart right now. There’s something magical about tiny bricks capturing the beauty of flowers, holding their color and charm all year long. If only we could have a garden that never fades, where spring lives forever.

Saturday, March 29   Carter’s birthday party at Dave & Busters was a blast. Barret sometimes struggles to make friends—he tries a little too hard, and it shows. But every now and then, someone like Carter comes along: a kid who just wants to be a kid, laughing at all the silly, goofy stuff. Those moments remind you how simple and pure friendship can be.

Sunday, March 30     It’s humbling to think of all the quiet efforts that bring a Sunday morning to life. Hands of every age, gifts of every kind, from the gentle welcome of a greeter to the steady guidance of worship leaders, from the unseen work behind the lens to the smiles exchanged in passing. Each piece, small yet essential, weaving together a shared moment of faith and community.

Monday, March 31    It rained and rained, soaking everything through. Of course, that was the very day I scattered seeds across the flower beds. I like to imagine those tiny travelers carried away by the rushing river, finding new homes along distant banks, where they’ll take root and grow in unexpected places.