JEAN DAVIS

I come to the gazebo alone While my husband works on our taxes. And the chirps I hear And the rustle of wings -- Oh, how my heart...

"Everyone was smiling, all around the table, and Sammy smiled the happiest of all. What did it matter then if he was getting into fights,...

"I see the moon, and the moon sees me. God bless the moon, and God bless me." And you.

Yesterday I had to reconsider how I wanted to invest my butter. We have six hens that are laying. I pulled out my mother’s recipe for...

Seven of us were at Bible study this week . A woman recently widowed has been applying for jobs and has been trying to get together...

“I talked to three people today at the BP station when I stopped for gas,” my husband said. “While I was filling up, a driver pulled up...

Dear Jean Davis, I love your blog. (I wrote that just now myself.) You can’t know (you probably know) how much joy there is in a sense of...

This website is Karen Lessey's fault. "Jean," she said, "you have to let people know about the books you've written." Karen believes in...