by Carole Duff | Mar 13, 2017 | Faith, Writing and Reading |
This past weekend, I made an overnight trip to New York City. “What in the world are you taking?” Keith asked as he hefted my duffel bag into the back seat of the car. “It’s only one night.” And thirteen hours in the Quiet Car, round trip. “Oh, just sundries, boots,...
by Carole Duff | Mar 7, 2017 | Faith, Family, Nature, Writing and Reading |
Last Wednesday afternoon, a storm packing high wind gusts blew in, downing trees and deck furniture. Our dogs sought comfort from Keith—I was in Charlottesville—and hid in the basement. On my drive home that day, and upon arrival, I found evidence of the storm’s...
by Carole Duff | Feb 21, 2017 | Faith, Writing and Reading |
So. I’m propped on my bed, basking in the afternoon’s warm sunshine and reading Ann Voskamp’s The Broken Way: A Daring Path into the Abundant Life. She asks: How does one live an abundant life amid tragic accidents, illness, and death? Voskamp had chronicled her...
by Carole Duff | Feb 13, 2017 | Faith, Local or Human Interest, Writing and Reading |
The wind howled as I pulled into the Barracks Road parking lot in Charlottesville last Thursday afternoon, I told Keith at dinner that night. As I parked the truck, I heard the rattle and clang of a run-away grocery cart. The cart ricocheted off two on-coming cars,...
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...