Plastic Farm AnimalsCamille lives with her soul mate Bob in the back woods of central North Carolina where she hikes, gardens, cooks, and writes.
I learned an essential life skill from BJ. She didn’t set out to teach me anything, I just learned from being around her. Nearly thirty-five years my junior and she had a handle on something I had yet to master. BJ taught me how to turn any ordinary day, heck, even the worst day into […]
There is nothing more exciting than turning the page of my calendar and discovering a new set of numbers. 2014, Year of the Horse! The promise of a fresh, new start beams at me from google calendar. According to the Chinese Zodiac, this will be a significant year for all those who, like me, were […]
Until recently, one of my favorite activities was chasing a pure white rabbit down a black hole of lost time. At times I would catch him and for a few moments illuminate my brain with pure inspiration or incredibly useful information. But most of the time bliss eluded me and I was only in it […]
We’ve been home for two weeks and I am continually shocked by the sameness of our town. It appears that virtually nothing has changed in a year and a half. With the exception of a rebuilt courthouse and a couple of new businesses, everything looks the same. It’s as if I woke from a dream […]
Our homecoming was unexpectedly easy. Sure, there was plenty of remediation work to be done with the house, but our neighbors welcomed us with open arms. No need to endear ourselves to them – apparently the social capital we’d put in the bank before we left was still there and had accrued interest. Jason and […]