That question came to mind as I realize that I’ve been in a bathing suit exactly one time so far this summer. As I ponder the weeds and bugs in my garden and feel shocked that my dying pumpkin plants have revealed big orange pumpkins so early in August. As I ignore cleaning the kitchen [...]
Pages tossing Venetian blinds turning Words lose meaning Drowsy eyelids drop A scratching cat taps an unsteady chair A paw at the window knocks Poems on the outside trying to get in to tattle tales and flights of fancy to rattle sleep undreamt ~ Colleen Redman 6/30/09
1. I recently did a story on a local artist in which I had to edit out all the F-U-s and made sure not to mention that we sipped some peach moonshine at the end of our interview. 2. I think my interest in writing about other people’s lives started when I wrote by brother [...]
I don’t know that you ever get over losing a loved one or if you just become hardened to the fact. It’s been 8 years since my brother Jim’s unexpected death, followed by my brother Dan’s a month later. Yesterday I was reminded at how far I have come from those first few tender years [...]
Or maybe it was Journey to the Center of the Earth, inside the Dixie Caverns in Salem, Virginia with my sister Trish and her family who were visiting from Massachusetts. The caverns were named after the dog named Dixie who fell through a hole in the side of the mountain in 1920. Some farm boys [...]
~ Most of the following photos were recently published in The Floyd Press newspaper. Jam sessions fill the street with music every Friday night in Floyd. (Soundtrack video clip is HERE.) Tamra Billand (left) with her sister, who was visiting from out of town, her nephew, and her son Jade, who had purple hair HERE. [...]
