My Daisy is a Godsend
Dude, I get it. There are scores of folks out there I owe an apology. In this case I’m referring to dog owners. I know why you think they speak English. I know why you take countless photos. They are...
View ArticleLove in the Time of Coronavirus
Hope is cool stuff. Hope saves lives. We hope this virus gets rubbed out sooner than later. We hope our loved ones stay safe and healthy. We hope we never run out of toilet paper. We hope the urge to...
View ArticleHow Do You Get it Back Together?
Get love figured out and it finds a way to wriggle out of knowing. It’s alright to admit you got duped a few months after a breakup, but not much makes it suck less in the meantime. Let me tell you...
View ArticleThe New Education: Learning in the Time of COVID
If you want to change the world, educate it. If you want to get through education in the time of COVID, focus on the “power team”. Life is different. To stay ahead of the curve with your kid’s...
View ArticleLinden Row Inn Inspires
Linden Row Inn inspires because of its timely elegance. The elegance harkens back to Edgar Allan Poe. “To Helen” speaks of an ethereal garden. In the garden Poe played as a child. History feels...
View ArticleReturning Home: Calming in Reflection
Christmas: Calm space kind enough to let me breathe. How did Santa treat you folks? Did y’all get the puppy, Billie Eilish gear, PS5, truck nuts, and/or Jack Daniels Fruit Roll-Ups you hoped for. You...
View ArticleThe Red Phone Booth: a Suave, Smart Speakeasy
The Red Phone Booth creates a swank ambiance where comfort comes naturally. The Atlanta location and their home in Nashville foster an easy space to occupy. Mixologists at the top of their game,...
View ArticleMeadowbrook Inn, a Quiet in Paradise
The drive to Blowing Rock, North Carolina is a roll through true beauty no matter the direction you choose. Meadowbrook Inn waits in that quaint resort destination that puts you first. Not just...
View ArticleMy Good Words on Teachable
I can take forever to do anything. I’ll walk around it a few times. Call friends and complain until they tell me to get on with it or get off the phone. By the time I’ve walked circles around my desk...
View ArticleHow Blue Crawford Haunts Me
Blue Crawford found me in my early twenties. Two good heartbreaks and one mighty case of alcoholism slumped down beside me in Rome, Georgia. The front stoop looked out over nothing. Summer. Hot. I...
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