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Narrow is the Way

The hawk glided on the thermal, gracefully veering left then right. Below in the valley sat a red three-story building — a long rectangle with large ells jutting here and there from its four sides. The structure stretched for a mile. A plume of smoke wafted from the...

Appalachian Melodies

 We pulled off the highway and onto a dirt road that wove its way along lush green turf. Parked cars surrounded the Edmonds Music Barn. We could hear strumming guitars as we made our way, bearing a dozen cookies, to the side entrance. There we added them to tables...

Place in Literature

Doesn’t that photo of an old Tennessee schoolhouse tickle your imagination? What was life there like in the 19th century? What did it feel like to walk in thirty-degree weather with a lighter jacket than today, or shoes with the soles barely intact? Or how stifling...

God’s Great Opus

  Like many of us “of a certain age,” music in contemporary church services doesn’t lift my spirits. Rather, I imagine God, as he listens to these contemporary hymns, muttering, “I gave you Bach, for heaven’s sake!” Still, many younger people find it fills their...

Mind Your Mind

After shouting at the politician being interviewed on the morning news, I reminded myself he couldn’t hear me. And even if he did, he’d care nothing for my opinion. No matter what side of the aisle is yours, there’s plenty to disturb one’s inner peace. And worse than...

Why? How? What?

Snow days are a great time to ponder the weird. Here in Tennessee, we had a snow day yesterday…all of a dusting (egad!) BUT with icy, twisty, hilly roads that would make the most intrepid New York driver think twice about heading out. So I had time to wonder about...

Mooo-ve Over CAFOs

  Five “blue zones” exist in the world that are noted for the longevity and health of the residents. There, people remain active and lead vibrant lives well over 100 years old. Loma Linda, California, is one of those five, and the only one in the United States....

I Hate the 21st Century!

  As a blogger, I get to “vent” and call it writing. And today’s the day. I hate the 21st century! There, I’ve said it and here’s why. Then and Now Time was, a person would buy a television set, plug it in, turn it on and watch every available channel. (Okay,...

Words, Words, and More Words

My husband once said if I wrote a murder mystery it would be: They discovered the body in the library. The butler did it. The end. Well, I’m not that bad, but I learned the value of succinct writing when I wrote articles with a 750-to-1000-word count for The Good News...

Imperceptible

I think life has a way of sneaking up on us. One minute we’re here, doing that, and the next minute we’re there, doing this. And we wonder how it happened. I’m growing lettuce in a small hydroponic system. Every morning, I notice more growth and wonder, how did I miss...