Every July, the crape myrtles in my garden remind me why Southern gardens are so unforgettable. When the spring flowers have finished and the summer heat settles over North Carolina, the crape myrtles begin their performance. They bloom for weeks, filling my garden with clouds of pink that seem to float above their smooth, cinnamon-colored … Continue reading The End of July: Take Time to Enjoy the Garden With Me
Category: SFH Reflections Beyond Mainstreet
Happy Fourth of July – Celebrating 250 Years
Celebrating with a memory of another July 4th long ago that I have rewritten for today. The Taste of a Summer Plum I stood at the sink this morning, eating a plum, its sweet juice running down my chin. And then, like in a movie where the scene shifts, I was ten years old again, … Continue reading Happy Fourth of July – Celebrating 250 Years
Wishing You A Happy New Year
As the New Year approaches, I think of the spiritual writer Esther de Waal, who reminds us that a threshold is a sacred place. She teaches that the moments between what has been and what is coming are not to be rushed through, but honored. A threshold is where we pause, breathe, and become attentive, … Continue reading Wishing You A Happy New Year
Peppermint Ice Cream
In case you have forgotten one of the great things about December, it is Peppermint Ice Cream. ANDโฆ.eating it right out of the carton. And โฆ..I started the Hallmark Christmas movies. I know, I know, too sappy, but they always end with a kiss and problems solved. They include Gingerbread houses, carolers, and snow. I … Continue reading Peppermint Ice Cream
Blessed Are the Peacemakers: A Prayer for the Middle East
I am writing this Main Street blog piece as we wait for the prisoner release. In the mystery of things, I hope all those who have labored over the years to bring peace to the Middle East, know of this breakthrough. Two of my heroes are on my mind. James A. Baker III and Henry … Continue reading Blessed Are the Peacemakers: A Prayer for the Middle East
I Have An Imagined Gypsy Tiny-House Where I Go
If I could have a gypsy caravan-tiny house, it would look like this. After the assassination of Charlie Kirk, I imagined myself into this charming place and listened to what is called, Gypsy Jazz. It brought my heart back into rhythm again. Did you see the movie Chocolat with Johnny Depp and Rachel Binoche? It … Continue reading I Have An Imagined Gypsy Tiny-House Where I Go





