Whiz-bang-Quick version:

Mine is a simple life as a wife, momma, homemaker, teacher, and country girl. Out here in these tangled inter-webs I’m a story-teller, photographer, and part-time poet. But, I haven’t always been…




If you’re hankering for more, keep reading. 


sd turdletHalf-a-Cuppa-Coffee version:

I was born in a small, central Montana town, smack-dab in the middle of winter. For a while my family lived in a single-wide trailer parked out in my grandpa’s pasture. Hey, I just realized that my meager beginnings sound like lyrics to a country song. I sorta like that.


My salvation comes from the very grace of Jesus Christ. I am a well-loved daughter of the King of kings. I tromped through a whole lot of manure for 31 years prior to meeting God; thankfully He pulled me out of the muck and mire and set my feet on the right path.

Now, I chase after Him like a wild thing. I run, I stumble, and I sometimes fall, but I always get back up. If you want to know His love, but don’t yet, tell me please, cause I gladly will make the introductions.


Many years ago, an old-timer at my grandpa’s funeral took me aside and said, “Your granddaddy showed me everything you ever wrote for him. Miss, one day you are gonna come back here and tell something of his story.” I cannot recall the rancher man’s name, but his words struck something in the deep downs of my inky heart. Before he leaned in and touched his wrinkles and whiskers to my ear as he spoke, I’d already filled up a few notebooks. So, that’s what I’m doing here — sharing bits o’ me with you.


I married my high school best friend and sweetheart. We have a kiddo and multiple critters. I drive a beat-up Dodge with mud flaps that are bigger than those little hybrid cars. I use bailing twine and duct tape to fix most anything.

I rather enjoy clipping clothes to the line. I’ve upgraded from lawn chairs in the living room to a 20-year-old, slip-covered love seat. I don’t beat around the bush. Even if I disagree with ya on a matter, I’ll extend you curtesy and respect — I expect the same in return. In college I was often referred to as a “closet granola” girl.

I don’t keep up with the Jones’s; heck, I cannot even keep up with my own self. I don’t own a TV, but I still own an 8-track player and turntable. I value our country’s Constitution; I appreciate soldiers (and their families) who’ve defended freedom both home and abroad. The punching bag apparatus in the barn is mine; I enjoy kicking the heavy bag and I get a kick out of whirring the speed bag.

I find these things highly acceptable: aprons, cooking, two-stepping, green smoothies, driving fast on country roads, baking bread, cut-off jeans, working in the garden, canning, big dogs, dirt, cowboy hats, rodeos, homemade lemonade with honey, screen doors, starry nights, feeding my friends, puppy licks & puppy breath, wildflowers, my husband & my son. And above all, I love God.


I only use the automatic settings on my camera. Shock! Gasp! I am a simple girl, a self-professed techno-nitwit, and I don’t give one hairy hoot what the “Digital Photography for Dummies” book says. I dare not venture beyond the little green box on my camera dial because I may suffer from a technological-thought-process-implosion. And friends, that is not something you wanna see.

Nonetheless, through this self-taught art of digital photography, I capture little bits of God’s great glory in the ordinary things of my simple countrified life.


I have a couple of Bachelor of Science degrees in health education so I know what I’m talking ’bout in the food aisle and health department. I am a high-raw, vegan and I know firsthand what it is to improve one’s health by eating this way. 

Basically, I write from my tender warrior heart and fly by the seat of my Wranglers.



15 thoughts on “Me”

  1. Love it! I hope you share some of your healthy ways and recipes, always love your photography (nice to know I’m not the only one that uses the auto button), and love knowing another simply country girl like myself. Can’t wait to see more.

  2. Hi Darlene! It’s good to see you again here in “cyberland.” I followed your old blog, but then had my laptop stolen (last Jan.) while in Uganda and lost all of my “favorites.” I “discovered” the “High Calling Blogs” site and was looking at the contributors and randomly clicked on your name, not knowing who you were. But, your site, name and your writing style looked familiar. So I kept looking, until I finally confirmed who I thought you were. 🙂 So it is good to find you and I am excited to follow your blog once again.
    By the way, I am a friend of Angie and Ira’s, live in Clatskanie, and visited CBC once in awhile. I am on furlough after 16 months in Uganda and plan to return in August.
    I hope you are doing well!
    Ruthie : )

    • Oh my land! Of course I know who you are, Ruthie!

      It’s wonderful to see you here in the comment box. Oh my, we have a lot to catch up on. What a gift to find you here!


  3. Ellen says:

    Hi, Darlene:

    Just found your online work “by accident” when I googled how to live a quiet life. Really enjoy it, and the Church Ladies blog, too.

    I, too, would appreciate some recipes if you could see your way clear to post a few for this high-cooked omnivore.

    Many thanks.


    • Indeed, when my camera and computer start playing nice together again… and when I remember to take photos before I eat the food, I will get my food side up and running 😉

      I am glad you accidentally found me–no doubt by God directing the click.


    • And you know, miss Patricia, your photography is something to write home about. You know what you’re doing where I just guess. A lot.

      I’m so glad to see you here… I see you around THC and at Jeanne’s.


  4. abandonedwill says:

    Darlene. Wow. I’m not sure what to say. I found you over on All The Church Ladies. It was quite by accident. We have the same name so I had to check you out. My blog address is I love Jesus and I’m a photographer. As my hips will attest, I also love food and though, I desire to eat much better I find that I am slow in that journey. I have felt better every time I’ve eaten vegan, though.

    Anyway, I’m interested to see what God is doing here. He’s a clever One.

    • Too crazy! I used to go by “A Simple Country Girl” and am still deciding what to do out here in blogland…

      It’s always grand to find a sister in Christ 😉


  5. Hey Darlene…Thanks for being YOU! I can relate on so many levels….

    I stumbled on your Blog through One Word At a Time “Home”

    God is good, faithful and HIS word always works!

    Sending love and blessings thru the miles,
    Nancy K

  6. Mark C Ettinger says:

    Hi Darlene: I was sitting here twiddling my thumbs for the one millionth time and looked at your blog and bio. You may remember me from the Photoplay. I think we commented on each other’s photos. after reading about you,
    i was wondering: “Can I live where you live?” Can I join your club of people with thousands of pages of writing,
    just sitting in drawers and shelves and boxes? We all must unite and do something. Also, I miss my manual 35 mm camera sooooo bad. I still have it in a box with my camera collection and 10,000 negatives. Now I have like 10 GB
    of digital photos, sitting in my old laptop behind my desk. ADD or whatever it is that I have, is such a pain in the butt.
    There’s nothing wrong with Auto photography. Most pros use it for the moments they capture. They don’t have time to set the camera. I just like auto flash. You really should try using your macro and get deeeeep into nature, for the things you don’t see with the naked eye. OK I’m done.. You can read my writings at
    I hope you enjoy it. God loves your life.. Mark

  7. My third comment of the day — watch out, I can be chatty.

    I wanted to tell you that I grew up with the best daddy, and I am sorry that you didn’t have that experience. He was a man of grace and dignity, and he loved full. I was one of four children, the youngest, and I think I was my daddy’s favorite — probably because I was most like him — a reader, extroverted, and not a cook. LOL —

    For those of my friends who grew up without fathers, I pray for — because my earthly father taught me about what it meant to trust and have faith in my heavenly Father — my daddy never let me down. He was my champion. He showed me what being in love with the Father is all about. He died in 1995, 62 days after my mother. I still miss his voice, his encouragement, his laughter, and his belief in me — he was the best. I am grateful for that blessing in my life.

    Hugs to you, my new friend.

  8. Chrystal Meade says:

    Love the new look, and enjoyed new stories. You make me smile
    miss you always, feels like i’m talking to you when i read here

  9. I reckon I cotton to evrythang y’all are quackin’ about here!
    Yore a powerful good writer and shore ’nuff God-lovin’ Amercan!
    I can’t hardly wait to read more of your stuff. Seriously!
    Abundant blessings to you.
    Come visit, ya hear?

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