by Carole Duff | Jun 24, 2024 | Faith, Family, Writing and Reading |
“You can buy the property or not, your choice,” my daughter Jessica said to Abigail, her 7-year-old daughter. We three were playing the kids’ version of Monopoly. Abigail, who always went first—youngest to oldest—had landed on the Ice Cream Shop. Abigail counted her...
by Carole Duff | Jun 17, 2024 | Faith, Writing and Reading |
“I love the cover of your book,” said a woman who stopped by our booth at the local Farmers Market on Saturday morning. She picked up my book then glanced at Keith’s. “I love both books,” she said. The word “cover” can mean to protect or conceal. Covers do protect our...
by Carole Duff | Jun 3, 2024 | Faith, Nature, Writing and Reading |
Through—moving or expressing movement in one side and out the other, continuing toward completion or a final destination, running the whole length of a building—depending on whether through is a preposition, adverb, or adjective. For me in faith, it’s about the entry...
by Carole Duff | May 13, 2024 | Faith, Nature, Writing and Reading |
“Years ago, I could not have imagined a someday like this,” I said to Keith. We were sitting at an outside table on the terrace at the Byers Street Bistro. Later, we would read at the SWAG (Staunton, Waynesboro, Augusta Group) open mic located at SolArt Center...
by Carole Duff | Apr 29, 2024 | Faith, Nature, Writing and Reading |
On Friday morning, as I stepped outside with Mac dog into the “almost” at Vanaprastha—almost another day—I heard two barred owls’ spectacular, loud, emphatic calls in the dark before dawn. Ok-ok-ok-ok ok-ok-buhooh, variations of the mnemonic “who cooks for you.” The...
by Carole Duff | Apr 15, 2024 | Faith, Writing and Reading |
The occupational therapist handed me the instruction sheet and said, “Limit splint removal to hygiene and flute.” Limit, to restrict, the point beyond which something does not or may not extend, a restriction. Not words I like to hear or heed. But this time, it was...
