You’re on a galloping horse. On your right is a sharp drop off, and on your left is an elephant traveling at the same speed as you. Directly in front of you is another galloping horse, but your horse is…
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And now – we exhale. It seems the perfect moment to check in with Mary Raymond, in between one place and another herself. She moved not too long ago and has been figuring out furniture, paint, the rest. Her bookshelves….
I’ve seen a lot of kindness the last 6 days, after taking a spill with Daisy the puppy on the stairs while spending a weekend away. A surgeon in Nashville repaired the 3 broken bones in my left ankle, adding some shiny new…
The other day I loaded Pepper and Daisy into the car along with their boundless energy and enthusiasm. Sometimes it feels like I have four dogs instead of two. We drove to Miss Kitty’s, where Daisy goes to doggy daycare,…
My couples’ book club just discussed “True Grit” by Charles Portis, one of the finest, funniest books I’ve ever read. I was out of town for the conversation – DARN – but some of my book club friends were happy…
I feel unmoored, I told my family, on day ten in the twilight zone. On day eleven, I drove back to Nashville…
In the dog days of August – and the double-dog days of Covid 19 – we seek solace where we can. You might find me eating Jeni’s Buttermint ice cream or watering the flowers obsessively. My older daughter and I…
Cities across the United States rang bells to celebrate the ratification of the 19th amendment in August of 1920. Though the crucial, tie-breaking vote had taken place in the Tennessee legislature, Nashville remained quiet. A streetcar strike required his full…
I’ve been trying to write something about Keltie Hays Peay for days as a way to honor her memory. Many of you who shop at Parnassus in Nashville know Keltie as a golden-haired goddess of a bookseller. Things you might…