Where Home, Garden & Love Grow
I’ve wanted to start a blog for over a decade.
Not because I had a business plan or a strategy for it. I just knew I wanted a place to write — somewhere that felt like a home on the internet.
Life moved forward the way it always does. Kids grew up, grandkids arrived, and the days filled up with the ordinary things that make a life.
Now, all these years later, Thyme on the River has finally become that place.
My husband — who I usually call Sexy — and I have been together for 34 years.
The life we built together wasn’t something we designed ahead of time. We didn’t sit down and plan what our home would look like or how our lives would unfold.
It happened the way most real lives do.
One ordinary day at a time.
I was raised cooking real food.
Simple meals made from scratch with whatever you had in the kitchen. That’s how I learned, and it’s how I’ve always cooked.
Somewhere along the way the world started filling grocery stores with things that barely resemble food anymore. But the way I was raised still makes the most sense to me.
Cook real food.
Keep things simple.
Feed the people you love.
Gardening became part of that life too.
For me it’s therapy — quiet work with your hands in the dirt while your mind finally slows down for a while.
Most of what happens in this home — the cooking, the garden, the projects, the everyday work of keeping a home — all comes back to the same reason.
The people inside these walls.
Thyme on the River is where I’ll be writing about the things that make up that kind of life.
Cooking real food.
Growing herbs and gardens.
Taking care of a home.
Building a marriage that lasts.
Raising a family and holding onto the things that actually matter.
Some of the old ways still work because they’ve been working for a long time.
If that kind of life speaks to you, you’re welcome here.
This is Thyme on the River.
And I’m glad you found it.
~ Ronda