1. I love THIS video, found at Kimmy and Jacob’s. Do you think the idea will take hold? I want pink pants just like those. 2. I bet you can read this: Aoccdrnig to rscheearch at an Elingsh uinervtisy, it deosn’t mttaer in waht oredr the ltteers in a wrod are, the olny iprmoetnt tihng […]
We used to think hay bales were put there by farmers for Andrew Wyeth to paint. Conformity Do Your Own Thing Loyalty Perspective End of the Season Temptation Note: All the photos were taken in our Blue Ridge Parkway neighborhood, except the pool closing one. The dog is Jazzy, chow, inherited from our son Dylan. […]
One day we’ll all write books then retire to a tropical island to live without shoes on our royalties pick fruit off the trees for breakfast __________________________________ We’ll buy fresh fish wrapped in newsprint but won’t read the news on Iraq We won’t have TV, won’t have to listen to songs of the 60’s being […]
In Floyd we have locally famous artists, potters, wood-carvers, writers, and musicians; alongside well-diggers, saw-millers, hunters, and homebuilders. We also have midwives, herbalists, dousers, and rites-of-passage ceremonialists. Is it any wonder that I publish my books from my log cabin home, from a make-shift office that used to be my son’s bedroom, which is why […]
When someone close to you dies, you begin to look at life through the eyes they no longer have, or you find yourself doing things they loved to do because they no longer can. When I hear music that I know my brother Danny would have liked, I close my eyes and let it sink […]
Amy the Black wants to know five weird things about me. Only 5? 1. I once saw the word “thinking” and was convinced it said “thin king.” 2. The bravest thing I ever did was jump into a hole on an ice covered pond, naked after a sauna. 3. The first time someone asked me […]
1. I think of blogging as rapid fire target practice. Doing it daily, I can’t help but improve my writer’s aim, but sometimes my arm gets tired! 2. I’m one step further in my goal of having my blog at least generate enough income to keep me in printer ink ($85 a pop for all […]
I have a three acre piece of sky. It mirrors our three acres of green earth. It’s a good size for looking at the stars at night, but because our property is nestled in by trees, big firs and tulip poplars, I can’t see the sun when it sets. But I need a big sky. […]
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AKA: Writers with Floyd-ties Hobnobbing One of the best parts about participating in the Franklin County Book Festival this past weekend was hanging out with Fred, Floyd’s First Blogger, and running into fellow presenter and old friend, Jim Minick. Jim is a regional writer, past Roanoke Times columnist, a teacher of writing and literature, and […]
A couple of months ago, I drove my husband, Joe, to Abington, Virginia, where he was presenting a workshop on Mindfulness. I drove, so that he would be free to prepare his presentation and then have time to rest before giving it. Now it was his turn to drive me – to the Franklin County […]
My sisters and I have an unusual family trait. We remember events by what clothes we were wearing at the time. On the day my brother Dan’s doctor at St. Luke’s Hospital in Houston told me that Dan would not likely recover from the liver disease he was battling, I was wearing a short dungaree […]
