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Barns and Memories
I'm a big fan of lovely barns, especially red ones. There are some well maintained (and often used) ones scattered all throughout the Blue Ridge. Now usually they don't look this picturesque, but IF they do - I love taking a pic. When I was a little girl my grandpa...
Historical Note: The Lusitania, A Princess of the Seas
My upcoming novel, The Thorn Bearer, begins with my characters boarding the ill-fated Lusitania. This ship, a bit smaller than its predecessors like The Titanic, was in many ways just as elegant. The First Class Dining Saloon took up two decks and was topped with a...
Blue Ridge Ramblings: The Flexible Verb
I used to love listening to my Granny tell stories. I'm actually blogging about it today over at The Writer's Alley. For one thing, she was a great storyteller, for another I LOVED listening to her Appalachian dialect. One of the things I noticed was the way verbs...
Blue Ridge Ramblings: The French Harp
Have you ever heard of it before? It's most popularly known as the harmonica, but in the Blue Ridge and Appalachia it was referred to as The Juice Harp, The Mouth Harp, or sometimes just the Harp. Though widely known in Jazz music, I remember it being played in my...
Year To Date: Change and Abide
Well, it's been quite a year - probably one of the most difficult ones of my life, and that's saying something. For the past three years I've chosen a 'one word' to focus on throughout the new year. In 2014 my word was Change - and it has definitely been a year of...
Twas the Night Jesus Came
Twas the night Jesus came and all through the town, Not a person would guess The Messiah came down. The earth gave no warning to speak God’s intent But this magical night I would never forget. The streets were all busy with strangers from far; No time to hear singing...
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