by MarianBeaman | Oct 28, 2020 | blog, Cliff Beaman artist, Literature, Quotations, Romance, Tips, Uncategorized
Fun House Halloween was a big deal at our two-room school. Every October, the students in my teacher/aunt Miss Longenecker’s lower grades and Mrs. Kilhelfner’s upper-grades skipped class for Halloween amusement in the fun house that transformed the basement of Rheems...
by MarianBeaman | Oct 14, 2020 | blog, Cliff Beaman artist, Family / Nostalgia, Recipes, Tips, Uncategorized
Click below to hear the crackle of baked petals, sort of like crunchy leaves in autumn . . . in Florida, not! RevCrunchingPetals7704.TRIM How it began: A fresh-petal illustration from Mennonite Daughter, Chapter...
by MarianBeaman | Sep 30, 2020 | blog, book review, Cliff Beaman artist, Conflict, meditation, Nostalgia, Quotations, Tips, Uncategorized
The book promotion part of my life started out robust in early 2020. My calendar was chock full of goodies, bulging with Ways to engage with readers and market Mennonite Daughter. Here is what January looked like . . . Then came February . . . How...
by MarianBeaman | Sep 9, 2020 | blog, Family / Nostalgia, meditation, neighborhood, Quotations, Tips, Uncategorized
“Uh, oh, look here.” Husband Cliff was perusing local news online in our city newspaper. “Here’s a photo of Kitty and Karl Ellison’s house. A big, old live oak fell on their roof yesterday!” I shivered as I glanced at the disturbing sight. Seconds later, I felt a...
by MarianBeaman | Aug 26, 2020 | blog, book review, Literature, Quotations, Tips, Uncategorized
Rachel Hollis is In your face Real Relevant Author Rachel Hollis’ story is a rags to riches narrative, the heroine moving from Weedpatch (actual name!), California, to luxurious Bel Air, near Hollywood. Her book, published by Thomas Nelson in 2018, is...
by MarianBeaman | Aug 12, 2020 | blog, Cliff Beaman artist, meditation, neighborhood, Neighborhood / Environment, Nostalgia, Quotations, Reflection, Tips
A breeze brushes my face as I walk through our neighborhood. Homes in the early morning sit politely on manicured lawns, some with pulsing arcs of water irrigating the grass. Here and there, crepe myrtle trees tout torches of fuchsia, lavender, or cream. I spot a fire...
