1. THIS is not me. 2. Said to Joe on Saturday: I can’t wait to not watch the Super Bowl. 3. Michael 19 … Steven 21 … John 33 … How ironic that their deaths sound like bible verses … The hearses parked in the halls of the high school recruiting… From “For Eli,” a [...]
Bright white against a blue sky gives cheer to the gray mid-winter scenery. The clouds look like drifts. The trees are outlined in snow and slick hills glisten in the sun. When it snows the Blue Ridge Parkway closes. Its federal land and they literally lock it down. From my house I can only drive [...]
Camellia Sinensis and the Celtic Goddess Brigit. Seven women and a daughter. Scones and apple cobbler. Crème de fresh and marmalade, red rooibos and Pu-erh carmel tea. Steeped in poetry, painting, and candlelight. Haiku oracles and stated intentions. From the Gaelic Goddess Brigit and Imbolc to Christian Candlemas and Saint Brigit, patron of holy wells [...]
My Asheville potter son, Josh Copus, is a self-confessed brick geek. He collects found bricks, recycles old bricks, makes his own bricks, and builds wood fire kilns with bricks. It’s been more than three years since he harvested a lifetime supply of clay from a tobacco farmer’s field, and more than two years since his [...]
