The hardest part of Guerilla Blogging is finding your cursor when the daylight casts a glare on your computer screen. You’ll need to learn how to balance your lap top while riding a bike, turn your laptop carrying case into a makeshift mouse pad, and be ready to pick up and move at a moment’s […]
Affordable beachfront property, ocean view, easy access to white sandy beach, solar heat source, air conditioned, ample parking, nearby playground, rustic furniture in a driftwood motif. Total package cost (if you can get the present tenets out): PRICELESS Post notes: My husband, Joe, waking up from a nap in the master bedroom and finding me […]
1. Pelicans always look like cartoon characters to me. When they crash down into the water to catch fish, it looks like slapstick. 2. What a world! If spring is taking too long, you can drive south to meet it. Drive a little further and you’ll run into summer. 3. I love the sound a […]
The highlight of the day is the sunset. The day’s events revolve around it. (A pun?) Post Note: My essay about living in Floyd, “Life in the Rural Fast Lane,” originally a blog entry that went on to be published in last year’s Floyd Fest brochure, is set to be aired this Friday on WVTF […]
On the backstreets of downtown Beaufort it’s warm enough to ride my bike without wearing a jacket, and traffic is hushed enough to hear the songs of birds. My bike glides up and down the neighborhood streets with little effort from me, almost as if it was being pushed by the breeze. I crane my […]
The Carolina lowland makes the ocean’s horizon look closer. At high tide, its brim looks as if it is tipping towards me. There is no land mass, no boats or lighthouses in the distance to give it perspective. Sea foam – the tumbleweed of coastal living – flutters by and crosses my path as I […]
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It looks like we left Colorado just in time, before the 20 some odd feet of snow came down. Here, at home, we haven’t even had a frost. The colorful fall foliage is getting a late start, and the strange changing weather patterns are evident by the fact that it’s mid October and I’m still […]
On our way home from Colorado and through Kentucky, my husband Joe and I stopped at Berea College to visit Rowan, a young family friend and member of the Floyd community. Not only was it against the rules to have females in the dorm, it was the wrong time of day for visitors of any […]
Two of us sending postcards…writing letters…on my wall…we’re on our way home…we’re going home… ~ The Beatles Joe has become so adept at driving through the long stretch of monotonous highway in Western Kansas that he can change his clothes while driving! When we left Bob and Rose in Breckenridge, it had just started snowing, […]
My husband, Joe, and I first visited my cousin Bobby and his wife Rose in Breckenridge Colorado ten years ago. Even though it was mid-June, we still had to use a snowmobile to get to their snow covered mountain top home at an elevation of 11,000 feet. Bob, part die-hard tattooed flower child, part independent […]
What is Wilderness? An area untrammeled by man, where man himself is a visitor who does not remain. ~ Wilderness Act 1964, seen on a sign at Maroon Bells. Driving up to Maroon Bells Recreation Park, past a sign for “Marmot Crossing,” past a man rollerblading with ski poles, I’m thinking: There’s only so much […]
