Most mornings I feel some flavor of this, despite a very decent morning routine with my dog and the paper and breakfast… I have to work my way towards a better mood. Maybe I should rethink my routine, at…
Guest Posts
“I’m not sure I will choose my old pace on the other side,” says Tricia. “I’m surprised by how easily we gave up some of our personal freedoms, like freedom of assembly, though there’s nothing like a pandemic to get…
Yesterday, Tennessee Governor Bill Lee announced that the state’s Safer at Home order will be lifted April 30th. Nashville’s may last longer. We’ll all have a lot to figure out, and soon. More on that in days to come. In…
Tonight’s fierce Saturday Night Special comes straight from the heart and soul of regular Bacon contributor Matt Osborne… Our Bacon editor is allowing a break in protocol while we all shelter in place. So, no books this time. Songs instead….
Everybody has to die of something. I didn’t say “everyone” on purpose. Every Body has to die of something. Yet we cannot bear to let a loved one die. We don’t much like to think of our own death….
Sean Kinch makes a strong case for Hilary Mantel’s new novel, The Mirror and the Light (in his socks, from his back porch, making quarantine look good). He calls his review a “nudge to fence sitters,” and I think you’ll…
I got in bed at 3:00 yesterday afternoon and took a nap. Did I need a nap? I did not need a nap. I was feeling listless. Adrift. On a walk with my husband later in the afternoon, he had…
It rained and stormed all day in Nashville – the soggiest Easter I can remember. I spent a peaceful morning in bed with 2 Strawberry Pop-Tarts, a cup of hot tea, the New York Times, and my iPad. During the…
A friend brought me a bag of her homemade granola just because. Who knew granola could taste like love? Another friend brought me some daffodils. Are daffodils still blooming somewhere in Nashville? Apparently they are – and they look like…