Southern Diary
Why We Head South During the Winter
Off-Season travel is always the best. We head south in January for some very good reasons.
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.
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.
Mothers & Memories
Mother’s Day memories are ones that never fade.
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[Cutting] The Tie That Binds
I have loved you since the mid-1980s when I saw you drive across the big screen with Paul Reiser and some actress in some movie. The Saab that stole my heart.
Population 22
This picture was taken 10 years ago. It has taken 10 years to get here, but we are here. Better late than never. #ivetsvista
Last Train to Clarkesville
You can go home again, but it’s not the same. Just ask this Magnolia tree I planted with my daddy.
Another Pluck, Another Birthday
Thanks for teaching me what I had no clue I was learning. Mama always knows.
At the Gettin’ Store
Everything could be found at the gettin’ store.
Letting Go
Letting go might be the best thing you could ever do for yourself. However, it does come with a price.
Hugging Necks
It’s all about the touch and the hugs. Never doubt.
Chill Grannie, You’re Cool
A reminder of the coolness of a being a grandma.
2019 Begins With Gratitude . . . and Assignments
You never know what’s around the corner. Be ready. Be ready for anything.