by Carole Duff | Dec 5, 2016 | Faith, Family, Local or Human Interest |
Perhaps you’ve seen an adaptation of Charles Dickens’ novella A Christmas Carol, a ghost story of Christmas. Last year, my daughter, son, and his partner visited us at Christmastime. As part of our festivities, we attended the American Shakespeare Center’s...
by Carole Duff | Nov 28, 2016 | Faith, Family, Local or Human Interest |
Last Friday afternoon, I stopped by our local grocery store to pick up a baguette and tomatoes—grape, slicing, and canned—for a soup-and-salad lunch I planned to make on Sunday after church. The checkout girl excused herself, saying she needed to run to the bank for...
by Carole Duff | Nov 21, 2016 | Dogs & Other Creatures, Faith, Family, Local or Human Interest, Nature, Writing and Reading |
This past weekend, Keith and I visited family in southern Virginia. Indian Summer’s warm sunshine and gentle breezes graced us as we walked the fields behind Keith’s brother and sister-in-law’s property. Heathcliff and Freya frolicked and smiled, their doggie tongues...
by Carole Duff | Nov 14, 2016 | Dogs & Other Creatures, Faith, Family, Nature |
Last night, I lay in bed, thinking worrying about the letter I received in the mail this weekend. Jury duty. Two months of calling the jury call-in line early every morning to check if my service would be required. Although it was unlikely I’d serve more than a few...
by Carole Duff | Nov 7, 2016 | Family, Writing and Reading |
One afternoon about ten years ago when I was visiting my mother at her home in Connecticut, we decided to do a little “spring cleaning” in the kitchen. Mother sat at the table and sipped a cup of decaf while I explored. Memories poured from each cabinet and drawer. I...
by Carole Duff | Oct 24, 2016 | Faith, Family, Nature, Writing and Reading |
Two weeks ago Heathcliff and I walked down the mountain road to pick up the mail—our usual routine on days when I work at home and the weather is favorable. I opened the mailbox, and there was a package from my Aunt Margaret. It was the genealogy of my father’s family...
