by Carole Duff | Jan 16, 2017 | Faith, Local or Human Interest, Nature, Writing and Reading |
I met my writing teacher Sharon Harrigan at Cville Coffee last Wednesday morning. The temperature had crept above freezing, but there was still plenty of snow piled up and ice patches. We carried our cups of coffee to a corner table. Then Sharon walked me through her...
by Carole Duff | Jan 9, 2017 | Local or Human Interest, Nature, Writing and Reading |
Snow flurried around the gas station near Afton Mountain while I filled the truck on my way home from a meeting of our writing group in Charlottesville last Thursday. The color radar indicated a large swath of snow but most was evaporating before hitting the ground,...
by Carole Duff | Jan 2, 2017 | Faith, Writing and Reading |
Yesterday after church, Keith and I sat down to a meal of brats, black-eyed peas (actually a high fiber bean), greens, and cornbread. Though a born-and-raised New Englander, I began to follow this cultural tradition after moving to the South several years ago....
by Carole Duff | Dec 26, 2016 | Faith, Family |
On Christmas Eve Day, I felt a little blue. Maybe it was the rain and fog. Maybe I longed for Christmases past with my children, now adults with lives of their own. Maybe I was just feeling sorry for myself. Betsy Lerner’s snarky humor spoke to me. “The holidays...
by Carole Duff | Dec 20, 2016 | Dogs & Other Creatures, Faith, Family |
Our dogs look to Keith and me for approval. “Good girl, Freya,” we say, “good boy, Heathcliff,” when they’ve obeyed a command. We often stroke them, too, even when they haven’t done anything, just because we love them. Heathcliff likes approval but loves routine....
by Carole Duff | Dec 12, 2016 | Faith, Family, Local or Human Interest |
I’d run a few too many errands last Thursday afternoon. So when Keith invited me for pizza at Blue Mountain Brewery, I weighed cooking with eating out and said yes to pizza. “It’s early and shouldn’t be too crowded on an off-night,” he said. I felt an end-of-the-day...
