by Carole Duff | Feb 6, 2017 | Faith, Nature, Writing and Reading |
One morning a few days after last month’s snowstorm, I hopped into our all-wheel-drive Subaru and buckled my seatbelt, off to WriterHouse in Charlottesville. I pointed the car down the mountain road, which had not been plowed. Over night, slushy snowmelt had frozen...
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 | 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 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...
