“I think we are bound to, and by, nature. We may want to deny this connection and try to believe we control the external world, but every time there's a snowstorm or drought, we know our fate is tied to the world around us.” —Alice Hoffman I went out this morning to photograph the beauties you … Continue reading Seasonal
Memory
Daddy’s Girl
This morning, I was looking for old photos of my dad to share on this Father's Day when I ran across a piece I wrote about him a few years ago. It seems as good a time as any to return to the blog. Here's the essay, and Daddy, here's to you. Daddy and me … Continue reading Daddy’s Girl
Crossroads
Crossroads, Corinth, Mississippi / Gerry Wilson Last spring, I attended a family reunion, a gathering of distant cousins who were mostly strangers, all linked to my great-great-grandfather who settled in middle Tennessee in the early 1800s. We cousins are a diverse group--all ages, many different professions, some with strong genealogy interests and knowledge and some, … Continue reading Crossroads
Gerry Wilson 