I come from a long line of storytellers, as do most people who grow up in the South. Sharing is what we do best, and swapping stories comes as naturally as rocking in a rocking chair. It is how we come to know each other, chronicle our lives, entertain and share ourselves – and it is often how we leave our legacies. Sit down at our tables, and you are sure to get a glass of sweet tea, a heaping helping of whatever’s left on the stove, and a good story to go along with it.
These pages contain some of my tales about the antics, and adventures of my childhood; stories of life growing up in the foothills of North Carolina. All of those are true…or mostly true. They have, of course, been filtered through childhood delight, and unapologetically embellished – Southern Style – to be enjoyed like the taste of jam on your fingers.
There are also poems and thoughts, memories, and dreams that span the 61 years that have gone by since I first fell in love with words, and with the world around me. You will also find a link to my art and my crafts. These are the things inside my head. They are the heirlooms I want to pass down to friends and family, and to anyone else who will sit for a spell and listen. Welcome to my blog space. I hope that you will stay and visit, and that you will be glad you did!