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Just a-Swingin’

Come sit a spell. There are miserable things about living in the South. I’m not talking about racism and poverty, which are everywhere. (I’ve…

Pea Shell, My Belle

I’ve repaired Adirondack chairs that were rotting and turned shipping pallets into adorable porch swings. But for my money (or lack thereof), peapod wine is the ultimate trash-to-treasure. We literally are turning shells that were bound to be thrown in with hog slop into quite drinkable table wine.

Lucky Strike

I don’t take much to jewelry, personally. In high school, I convinced my mom and dad that I had to have a class ring…

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Comfort and Joy

The winter of 2015, Alzheimer’s took away my Mom’s ability to speak. That same week, a pair of cardinals, her favorite bird, built a…

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Closing the Book

“Are you sure you want to do this?” Two boxes appeared on the screen. I selected “Yes.” “If you do this, K— and S—…