Day 9: Wild Life

It’s one of the best things ever when my trusty iPhone buzzes and I look down to see “Jay Coles” on the incoming call screen. He’s my dear friend, yes. But in addition to that, he’s Executive Director of Carolina Wildlife Center, an...

Heartbreak. And a little joy.

How will you ever write about this Eliza said in a quiet way that made it much more of a statement than a question. We were standing together looking down at the overturned birdhouse, and I could feel her heart breaking right alongside mine. Just a few days earlier...

Day 28: The House of Grace

She needs some space of her own—a quiet place to think and write and retreat, he said, my friend Jay, a man who believes in the possibility of things. And so we will build it. Nevermind that he didn’t really know her, this young girl he had recently met for the...

Day 22: And Carry A Big Stick

I’ve always thought walking sticks were just The Bomb. Something so earthy about them. So when I spotted a collection there against the wall at Bug Outfitters (which just happens to be my favorite West/Columbia shop), I cannot lie: My heart did a little envy...

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