The best thing about yesterday was something small and unexpected. I had just read a “Ladies Who Lunch” blog post at Naomi’s in which princess crowns and bags full of whimsical party toy-things were featured. From there I began my daily walk to the mailbox and found myself thinking about my trip to the pool […]
~ Blue Mountain School is hosting an Open House on Saturday, August 15th from 11 — 3. The following story was published in The Floyd Press on 8/13/09. There are big changes at Blue Mountain School (BMS), the independent school on 8 acres off Christiansburg Pike in Floyd. Although the school will no be longer […]
1. Hey, where is everyone? I went through my sidebar blog links and discovered that half the people on the list aren’t blogging anymore. 2. Words and phrases heard this week: “a hoot called Boots,” “a pseudo sonnet,” and someone used fracus in a sentence. 3. I grew up calling corn “cawn” and shorts “shots.” […]
Landing at the pool for the first time in August and the second time all summer, feels like visiting another planet. I’ve been trying for days to get here and now here I am all geared up and ready for take-off. My tankini, flip flops, beach bag, and sun visor feels like an astronaut pool […]
The following was published in the summer issue of All About Her, a regional newspaper insert. When Gretchen St. Lawrence and her husband David moved from the Charlottesville area to Floyd in January 2006, they were looking to escape the traffic and congestion of city life. The couple, who had previously worked high tech jobs […]
A cloudy day isn’t good for washing and hanging laundry, but it’s great for photographing flowers. Some flowers remind me of fireworks. Others remind me of women’s hats. Flowers have such personality. I call this one Freckle Face. I’m partial to purple, so much so that I have a garden of mostly purple flowers that […]
That question came to mind as I realize that I’ve been in a bathing suit exactly one time so far this summer. As I ponder the weeds and bugs in my garden and feel shocked that my dying pumpkin plants have revealed big orange pumpkins so early in August. As I ignore cleaning the kitchen […]
Pages tossing Venetian blinds turning Words lose meaning Drowsy eyelids drop A scratching cat taps an unsteady chair A paw at the window knocks Poems on the outside trying to get in to tattle tales and flights of fancy to rattle sleep undreamt ~ Colleen Redman 6/30/09
1. I recently did a story on a local artist in which I had to edit out all the F-U-s and made sure not to mention that we sipped some peach moonshine at the end of our interview. 2. I think my interest in writing about other people’s lives started when I wrote by brother […]
I don’t know that you ever get over losing a loved one or if you just become hardened to the fact. It’s been 8 years since my brother Jim’s unexpected death, followed by my brother Dan’s a month later. Yesterday I was reminded at how far I have come from those first few tender years […]
Or maybe it was Journey to the Center of the Earth, inside the Dixie Caverns in Salem, Virginia with my sister Trish and her family who were visiting from Massachusetts. The caverns were named after the dog named Dixie who fell through a hole in the side of the mountain in 1920. Some farm boys […]
~ Most of the following photos were recently published in The Floyd Press newspaper. Jam sessions fill the street with music every Friday night in Floyd. (Soundtrack video clip is HERE.) Tamra Billand (left) with her sister, who was visiting from out of town, her nephew, and her son Jade, who had purple hair HERE. […]
