Category Archives: Blooming

A Man of Value

Posted on August 26, 2019 by

Values over riches, people over things: remembering my father and dealing with the grief. Continue reading →

Posted in Autobiographical, Beauty, Blooming, Childhood, Creativity, Dementia, Family, Freedom, Happiness, Ideas, Knoxville, Love, Music, Tribute, Writing | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , | 3 Comments

Blooming Out of Season

Posted on January 31, 2019 by

Nearly a decade ago I planted two camellias in container pots just outside the front door of our home. I never thought they would live for long–in containers, mind you– in the mercurial climate of East Tennessee. But my sister, … Continue reading →

Posted in Autobiographical, Backyard Nature, Beauty, Blooming, Dance, Happiness, Ideas, John Irving, Music, Op/Ed Thoughts, Stage, Women | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , | 4 Comments

Daddy’s Mountain Roots

Posted on May 31, 2017 by

Since my father passed away in early December last year, I have been considering what tree I should plant to celebrate the person he was, in gratitude for the life and values he gave me, and to remember the unconditional … Continue reading →

Posted in Beauty, Blooming, Family, Home, Op/Ed Thoughts, Tribute | Tagged , , , , , , | 3 Comments

Much Ado About Laura and Tom Parkhill

Posted on April 28, 2016 by

On Saturday, April 23, my photographer husband Kurt and I were ever-so-fortunate to capture love at its most rapturous when our friend Tom Parkhill married the love of his life, Laura Regis. Yes, gentle blog readers, you heard me right: … Continue reading →

Posted in Blooming, Childhood, Creativity, Happiness, Joy (Joie de General), Knoxville, Stage, The Arts, Uncategorized, Wonder, Writing | Tagged , , , , , , , , | 6 Comments

Caught a Long Wind

Posted on December 31, 2015 by

As Dickens wrote in his 1859 novel A Tale of Two Cities about London and Paris during the French Revolution of the late 1770s: It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, … Continue reading →

Posted in Autobiographical, Blooming, Childhood, Courage, Family, Home | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | 2 Comments

More Than Enough

Posted on November 28, 2015 by

For all those of you who believe your life is over when you turn 30 or 40 or 50, I have a secret for you: I have passed those milestones and have never been happier, looked better, enjoyed life more, … Continue reading →

Posted in Autobiographical, Blooming, Courage, Family, Happiness, Home, Joy (Joie de General) | Tagged , , , , | 3 Comments

My Hand, Always in Daddy’s Glove

Posted on September 30, 2015 by

In his black-and-gray herringbone coat with his bitten-short fingernails, Daddy would come through the door after work. That is my first hazy memory from childhood. I am not sure why I remember Daddy’s coat and his nails as the same … Continue reading →

Posted in Autobiographical, Blooming, Childhood, Freedom, Happiness, Home, Knoxville, Uncategorized, Writing | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , | 3 Comments