Sometimes you know exactly what lies ahead. ”Like on Christmas Eve,” Pepper said (watching me make sausage balls, licking her lips).
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I was looking for a few last minute gifts when a small and lovely book of Christmas poems caught my eye. I love a book that fits in a pocket or in your purse.
On a cool autumn day at the beach, Pepper and I walked alongside huge grey boulders possibly left by giants. Pep was intrigued. Enchanted even. She sensed that something lay beyond them – just out of view.
This time of year my eyes find the leaves. Just like the people who go to Gatlinburg in the fall and every amateur poet who’s ever lived and I think maybe just about everyone else. We’re all in this together!…
I was thrilled when the Headmaster of my daughters’ boarding school asked me to give a chapel talk on the topic “Why Read” over Parents Weekend. What a lovely invitation! What an honor! I worked quite hard to write a…
On a hot, still day in September – a day that did not feel like autumn – the Great Black Oak in the backyard fell. It had grown at an angle most of its life, stretching out over the Rock…
My dear friend and author Lyn Fairchild Hawks just celebrated a big birthday. Living in North Carolina, she’s been hunkered down, following Florence and its aftermath from a safe distance. I love what she has to say.
The old gods wait for you in Japan – the Shinto gods – a hundred, hundred of them in the trees, the rocks, the streams, the wind but most reliably in shrines behind their Torii gates.
Today’s photo essay comes to you from a sidewalk in Raleigh, North Carolina. (Sometimes a walk lightens a heavy heart, you know.) Skip to the end for Fall Reading Recommendations – 5 Books to Curl Up With!