I’ve never paid much attention to football. It took two big names, John Mayer and the Dave Matthews Band in concert together to finally get me into Virginia Tech’s Lane stadium. This free concert was conceived by Matthews, the Grammy award winning musician from Charlottesville, Virginia, as a way to show support for Tech after […]
These days Floyd reads like a fairytale. In this storybook one traffic light town I live in, we buy food at the Harvest Moon, hear music at the Winter Sun, eat lunch Over the Moon, and see the latest in local art Under the Sun. Last week I met an artist named Jennifer Spoon at […]
We’re not so different than moths and June bugs drawn to a flame in darkness. Maybe because for eons our ancestors sat in front of nighttime fires, it seems to be in our DNA to be pulled in by a bright light. Is that why our eyes go right for a TV set when one […]
1. A new take on Mary Kay? 2. Flocks of Phlox 3. I left my heart at Slaughters Garden Center. 4. My pink sneaker with a view. Post notes: All of the above pictures were taken around Floyd on THIS day.
AKA: What goes up must come down “Come on! You’ve ridden horseback in Chile. You can do this!” I encouraged my friend Katherine as she made her way up the long construction ladder at the Hotel Floyd building site. She, who had taken time off from her job at the Harvest Moon to meet me, […]
Maybe age is a clock to wake us from dreaming … or maybe it is the dream … like counting the number of pages in a book … when we should be reading the story … Colleen The smell of burning sage drifted in the air. Later, it was the Frankincense oil we were […]
Katie Couric is in Blacksburg and President Bush has uttered the unlikely words “Virginia Tech” and “shootings” in the same sentence on national TV. Governor Kaine has cut his Tokyo trip short to fly home to be here. My son Josh called from Asheville, my mother and brother Joey from Massachusetts to see if I […]
The following originally appeared in The Floyd Press on January 18, 2007 She showed up about the same time as “A Taste of Floyd,” the slow food event that was hosted at the Harvest Moon Food Store last September. But some had spotted her even before that, with pups. The staff at the Harvest Moon […]
Note: Halfa is a Middle Eastern word that refers to a celebration. I ate a little too much Baklava at intermission and most everyone’s eyes in the photos I took glowed red from the low lighting. Other than that, I thoroughly enjoyed Floyd’s first Hafla, a showcase of women’s artistic expression, performed in the […]
Every town needs a poet or two, just as it needs an auto mechanic, a grocery shop owner, and an “in house” band. Every town is a microcosm of the whole world. If we stay where we are and invest in our own community, the whole world eventually comes to us. ~ Colleen from Homegrown, […]
Once I get up to dance, I don’t sit down again until the band leaves the stage. The waitress, thinking my unfinished mug of Sam Adams was abandoned, swiped it off the table before I could stop her. I made do. In between songs, I sipped what was left in the bottle, until a second […]
