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Southern Girl Gone North…..

I don’t think I have a Southern accent… yet moving here, thirteen miles north of the Mason-Dixon line, everyone notices. Continue reading →

Persisting Memory, 7.24.11

I don’t like oysters, their slimy succulence completely eludes me. Although my Daddy, in ever optimistic efforts to tempt with Continue reading →

Rhapsody in Blue (dark, that is…)

“It’s basketball, baby….” Dick Vitale’s kazoo-meets-megaphone voice jumps from the TV and I start smiling. It’s time for my Blue Continue reading →

Monday music, 2.28.11

Yesterday was the last day of Valentine’s Month. Perhaps, it seems I don’t have a calendar. I do. I realize Continue reading →

making a list

I love these questions to spark conversations in my brain, definitely an asset in the writing process 🙂 Have fun Continue reading →

Monday music – 9.27.10, aka Peaches

I love peaches. One of the joys of late summer is finding that perfect “georgia belle,” firm, pale-fleshed and juicy Continue reading →

way back Wednesday – 8.18.10

Every now and then, as you look at the arc of a day — you can find a theme that Continue reading →

Monday music – 8.16.10

The girls start school tomorrow — where did the summer go?! They aren’t babies to be dressed in frilly skirts Continue reading →

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