Picking Sides
We all want to be on a team somewhere deep down. It’s why Facebook gets so ugly around election time, and how WWII army buddies can get together and pick up…
We all want to be on a team somewhere deep down. It’s why Facebook gets so ugly around election time, and how WWII army buddies can get together and pick up…
I was tired and too uninspired to take a photo the other evening, so my daughter suggested my medicine cabinet. (The Vicks will be with you always…, day 115) I…
I feel like summer! Do you? (sitting on the front porch, day 108) (day 111) (day 112) (played out, day 113) Is it possible? Could I really be caught up…
That title conjures up images of a bustling, downtown scene, alive with car horns, traffic, people milling around, and street performers. But, no, it’s not a real city, just my…
I finally got around to reading Mark Sisson’s book, Primal Blueprint last week. I have to say that I was afraid it would be Atkins redux but was pleasantly surprised…
After church we gathered for gumbo at Grandmommy and Papaw’s. As usual, my son ate too much, groans, then slips out of his chair to lay on the floor by…
The other day my husband and I found ourselves childless, they were with friends, so we took advantage of the chance to go on an evening ride through Old Town…
Right now my garden is a “watched pot.” I hover and find yet more bee balm sprouting up here and there. Bee balm is a big mistake in a small…
Once or twice a week, homework permitting, my daughter and I have the house to ourselves for a few hours. We don’t do anything monumental, just watch a couple of…
She was meant to be a lean huntress in the wild. But, in this neighborhood you just can’t have an inside/ outside cat, if you want it to live. …