A Happy Miscellany: Take a Little Time

Merryville is a very pretty and some say a bit quirky, though neighborly, little town. A simple place, in a simpler time, it sits within a small valley ringed with evergreens, wild cherry trees and several small farms . Most folks who grow up in Merryville, tend to stay in Merryville. Just a bicycle's ride to the coast, you'll find the loveliest lilacs grow here in spring, and folks come from miles around, just to see our bluebirds, and to hear the blackbirds sing.

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Now, while you may say that Merryville isn't a real place, you can't really say that it doesn't exist. Merryville is as real to me as any place on earth. It dwells in my heart, and in the spirit with which I try to approach living.

As we bustle through these last few days before the holiday season begins, don't forget Dear Friends, to make a little time for yourself.

Lay down your lists, your packages and your cares.

It's only for a few minutes. I know, but you can do it.

Shhhh. Ok, now breathe in deeply and exhale slowly.

Lets try to relax our shoulders

and those oh so tense muscles in our necks.

Drop your head forward. Just let it hang there for a moment.

Feel the stretch? Doesn't that feel good?

Ok, lift your head back up,

and let it drop slowly to one side....

then slowly, let it drop to the other side.

Lift you head high. Hold it there.

Now, just sit for a bit

and watch the last autumn leaves drift to the ground.

Aren't they beautiful?

I see that smile on your face!

....'til next time in Merryville.

Mrs. Staggs loves to garden, and you will often find her outside wandering about her property with her faithful companion, Miss Luna, in a long skirt and wellies, with a trowel or other garden implements in hand. Known for her lovely roses and the tallest foxgloves you ever did see, Mrs. Staggs also grows an abundant vegetable garden, and a great many dahlias that she loves to share. Pickled beets, and giant sunflowers, tomatoes and collard greens, are just a few of the crops Mrs. Staggs will grow this year. Well, she'll have to pickle the beets after she grows them, but you know what I mean!