Southern Diary
The Gift of Ivet’s Vista
Ivet’s Vista was a gift. We had no idea how valuable a tiny piece of land could be.
One Week Plus Three Days
We’re coming down to our final week at our 2nd Airbnb rental. Now, we’re heading to another for three days, and then we’re going home.
In Other Words, “AEH”
Mama didn’t have to say anything. She just grabbed a knee.
Eight Months and a CO
It’s been eight months since we broke ground. Today, Len walked through the home for the first time with Saving Time Design. A rare moment when Len is speechless.
An Orange Slice of Cake
It’s a memory as sweet as the oranges. Dessert was not frequent at our house, but every now and then, mama’s Orange Slice Cake made an appearance.
My Nativity Story
One day, I received a letter in the mail. What I would find inside would rock my world. Next in the mail, a jewelry box.
Back to the Beginning in WV
It’s the oral tradition of passing down family information that guides us as we look for Len’s father’s family. What little we know takes us to the remote town of Littleton, WV.
My Old Pals
A writing journey is more than sitting down to a computer and hoping the words come. It’s about marketing. Ugh. So we go. Our first event for North Georgia Moonshine was The Old Pal in Athens.
People Like Me
For people like me who never want to forget where we came from, this blog home was born to help us remember. To document, photograph, and preserve lives from the past.
The Backstory
Once upon a time a trip across the Helen-to-Hiawassee mountain delivered an unexpected treasure.
First, The Trash
Finishing a deadline is glorious. A writer’s life is not. It’s solitary and random. Like now.
The Last Year of a Long Decade
Another birthday. Another reflection. Always a good thing.
Climb On, Bob
Do you climb and climb and never get anywhere? You’re not alone.
Lessons From the Attic
Whatever you find in your attic is a history of your life. Look for the details.
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.
Mama’s Story
An interview with mama, one of America’s Greatest Generation. Are you listening?