Monday morning song — poetry & prose
Over the past weeks, I’ve rediscovered my devotion to yoga. After a session, I feel lithe, vibrant, athletic, and quite possibly Continue reading
Over the past weeks, I’ve rediscovered my devotion to yoga. After a session, I feel lithe, vibrant, athletic, and quite possibly Continue reading
Crafting an identity as an adventurous woman naturally led me to books…. and cue surprised face, yes? As I thought Continue reading
As a girl, I feared nothing. I climbed every tree, tottered in my mom’s highest heels, ran away one afternoon Continue reading
Talking about amazing books is an occupational hazard… moving from the general to the specific to the intimately personal brings a Continue reading
Odd confession of the day – when I am at a loss for words, I sit and type, “In 1814, Continue reading
North Carolina summers run hot and sticky, and somewhere in the middle you’re not sure they are going to end. Continue reading
I could hear the thunder rumbling in the distance as I packed boxes of books — as I climbed on Continue reading
Doors The link above takes you to some magical doors from the wide world…. my favorite is probably the last, Continue reading