Breathing Underwater
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The sea came calling this week, in word and song. I listened, from my parched garden, dried out by September’s sun. Emily Dickinson began… I Started Early – Took My Dog I started Early – Took my Dog – And…
In a bad mood, I ordered a chocolate cherry smoothie from Clean Juice and went to pick it up. After that, I sat outside on the porch with the dogs in the waning afternoon. I checked in on a couple of…
From Parnassus Books: Summer’s over – it’s back to Book Club! Does your club need some new suggestions for the upcoming year? Join us for a night of book club fun as we welcome JENNIFER PURYEAR, contributor at StyleBlueprint, and…
Matt Haig has a lot of hopes for you in The Comfort Book. Here they are, some of them: “I hope this email finds you well. I hope this email finds you calm. I hope this email finds you unflustered…
You may want to know about Bolt Farm Treehouse near Chattanooga, where a weekend spent in a treehouse, dome, or mirror cabin offers an immersive back-to-nature experience. With high thread count sheets. It’s wonderful. * * …
“St. Paul… was not the first to speak of life as a battle, nor was he the last; but familiar and hackneyed as the metaphor has become, it is also true,” Frederick Buechner begins, in one chapter of The Magnificent…
“I am a part-time novelist who happens also to be a part-time Christian because part of the time seems to be the most I can manage to live out my faith: Christian part of the time when certain things seem…
A few days ago my friend Caroline and I went on a field trip to three bookstores in East Nashville. She was in the mood for exploring, and I was game to tag along. There’s such a feeling of possibility,…
A mole is in the garden. I am at the nursery buying flowers. It is Spring. Here are three poems to tickle the mind this morning… How A Thought Thinks By Kay Ryan A thought is dumb, without eyes, ears,…