What I am not

I am a daughter, a sister, a wife, a mother, a friend. I am a writer, a painter, a teller of tales, tall and true. I am the Queen of all I that see, but also the maid, the gardener, the chief cook and bottlewasher. I am many things, but there is one thing I…

Fish are jumpin’…

Ahhh…Summertime. My summers were spent at the home of my maternal grandparents, Granny and Baw to me, under the watchful eye of Sarah, their housekeeper and my companion. Most of the morning, I would wander around their expansive yard, playing house under the scuppernong arbors, catching tadpoles in the goldfish pond, or picking blackberries with…

Long live the King!

I come from a land where the peach is queen. There are peach parks, peach festivals, a real live peach queen, and even a water tower devoted to her luscious, ruddy being. For several months in the summer, every magazine, cooking show, and commentary is devoted to recipes for cobblers and ice creams, tales of eating…