Southern Diary
Exercise the Tie That Binds
No matter the geography or time, some relationships stand the test of it all.
I’m Glad to be Your Mom
When anticipation takes over and the future is now.
Learn to Spit
The time has come when I must learn to spit . . plus other really gross things!
The Ugly Side
Unfortunately, there is an ugly side of travel. And it all starts with etiquette.
No Room in the Inn
In the end, there’s no room for what makes us sad or devalues our being. Time to clear the deck.
Calendar Moments
Do you have days circled on your calendar? Today is one of mine.
Today in Southern Diary.
Mama’s Story
An interview with mama, one of America’s Greatest Generation. Are you listening?
Open Your Eyes, Little One
Put the little moments in focus, and you’ll understand the bigger ones.
The Dreamer and the Dream
It’s an 11th grade dream that only took 40 years. I’m an author. I wrote a book. Miracles do come true. North Georgia Moonshine (The History Press)
Why We Head South During the Winter
Off-Season travel is always the best. We head south in January for some very good reasons.
10 Commandments and a Tub
What do a bathtub and a mountain in North Carolina have in common? Everything.
Love Letter to a Moonshiner
Yes, North Georgia Moonshine is about moonshine, about making it, hiding it, toting it, and bootlegging it. Thank you for sharing your world with me. Shine on.
Because Of You
May Day Update
We traveled to Italy in January for the purpose of finding tile or lighting for our house. And now, it’s May and we’re still waiting to see the tile on the walls and the lights hanging from the rafters.
A Letter Five Years, Eight Months Too Late
I found a letter today. It was from mama, and as sure as rain falls from the sky, so did the tears rise in my eyes.
And Baby Makes Three
Once upon a time . . .
Load ‘em up and Move ‘em out
Houses are just like people; someone must love them for them to thrive. Saying goodbye to Monroe’s Colquitt.
He’s Right There Inside My Phone
We all say it. “Let me get my phone. I have everything here.”
Done My Work
Writing appears to be a family thing. My connection to the words in Southern Diary
Mothers & Memories
Mother’s Day memories are ones that never fade.