Just Like Little House...

Oct 20, 2022

I fondly remember my mother reading me stories by Laura Ingalls Wilder about life on the American prairies in the late 1800s.  My imagination would run wild with the adventures Laura and her family enjoyed and endured in their homestead house in her Little House On The Prairie novels.  So when I saw this old homesteader house nestled away in the fall foliage of the Great Smoky Mountains National Park, all of my fond childhood memories of sitting in the warm summer sun on our back porch, listening to my mother softly read each chapter to me came rushing back.

Mom has been gone now for over ten years, but at that moment, I could hear her voice as clear as I heard the stream gurgling by in front of me.  I captured Rustic (the photo you see) in prayer that this moment may bring you a warm memory from your past as it has mine.