Walking Through Time
The grass was green, fading to tan as it does during winter in the South; 160 years ago the ground would have been stained with blood.
Category Archives: Georgia
Ode to the Atlanta Driver
While this might seem like an emergency scenario, it was, in fact, because there was no parking next to a music venue for Ubers to pick up drunk patrons.
Songs for the Rain
Rainy days have always felt exceedingly genuine.
Notes From a Georgia Waffle House
Are we one, two, or three-ply people?
Just a Grounds Person
There’s no time to let my mind wander when a two-ton Water Oak limb is hurtling toward the ground.
At Some Point, We Have to Talk About Love
The mantra for dealing with predators is summarized succinctly by the three S’s: shoot, shovel, and shut up.
Church of the Town & Country
There was separation of church and state in the Town and Country.
Blue Monday (A Tribute to Tom Petty)
For a moment, I wondered if I should be embarrassed. Then I remembered that loving Tom Petty is not embarrassing.
Within the Veil
This is the curtain call, a standing ovation for being present. We all saw the curtain between earth and heaven rise and fall again.
Four Easters and a Funeral
Christmas is always the musk of dusty angel robes and glow of Christmas tree lights on the hardwood floor. Easter, however, is rarely the same twice.
