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I've always loved the drive from Sewanee into the valley of Cowan and on to our grocery destination in Winchester, Tennessee. A few... -
In a blog last month, I mentioned that Darrell Bourque, former poet laureate of Louisiana, was interested in finding the location of the... -
Great Smoky Mountains Railroad I’m writing a book of poetry about trains, and a few days ago, my botanist friend Vickie Sullivan and ... -
On Sundays, following chapel services at St. Mary’s, we sit at long tables in the refectory, enjoying the view of the Cumberland Valley thro... -
Although I try to “keep up,” I confess to being somewhat of a Luddite, often lagging way behind contemporary social customs, and last ... -
Mayapples along Templeton Way Yesterday, following Sunday Eucharist at the Chapel of St. Mary’s, we rode past a patch of plants with pe... -
Ginger in coulee “Coulee” is a French word derived from “couler” which means “to flow,” and is used to describe a channel created by ... -
Yesterday, we lunched outdoors at The Regatta Restaurant (a reformed version of the old Wave Restaurant) on the edge of the lake in Lak... -
Yesterday afternoon, one of my closest friends in New Iberia called me, and when I answered, she almost shouted, “Just don’t even come home;... -
Yum! Yum! Last month I spent several days in Chattanooga, Tennessee and accompanied my daughter and her husband on a shopping spree....
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