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Taking a Stand… Literally

There is a pot on my front porch. In it are some beautiful plants. If they could talk, they could tell me more about the criminal who boldly took what was not his/hers Friday. A few months ago,… Read More

And Another Storm Forms

I’m beginning to feel weather weary. Yes, the girl who loves weather stories is beginning to tire of them. That doesn’t mean I’m not still watching. I’m tuned into the weather channel right now, watching the Destin area… Read More

Guns Are Creepy

I’m sure the way you feel about something like the gun control debate often has to do with they way you were raised. If you grew up in a huntin’ family with a gun collection, you’re probably cool… Read More

Nail Biting with the Dawgs

That game was too close for comfort. Lee and I watched the first quarter of the UGA vs. South Carolina game on television, then listened to the rest on the road. The game started awfully, with Larry Munson… Read More

Church

I want to find a church. Not just a building with a steeple and some pews, but a group of caring people brought together by their belief in a single God and a common good. I’m hungry not… Read More

Waiting and Watching

Right now, I’m glad Lee and I made the decision not to buy plywood. It looks like Frances will stay well south of us, and we may not even see any effects – though it’s too soon to… Read More

The Plywood Gamble

Lee and I were prepared to buy plywood today, just in case. Lee measured the windows, and even went to Scotty’s to check out their stock. That’s also when we found out how much a piece of plywood… Read More

Gearing Up

Lee really wanted a new video game tonight. I got rain gear instead. Rain gear isn’t nearly as fun, but I suppose it’s more necessary (depending on who you ask). I wanted to get a rain jacket and… Read More

Confessions

I was sitting at a table outside a restaurant downtown last week, and it was a beautiful, sunny day. But I was amused to see a plastic pink flamingo stuck in the dirt next to the street, wearing… Read More

Beach

I remember being on the beach several years ago, watching a group of kids on a field trip pulling up their pants’ legs and darting into the surf. They screamed, they laughed, and you could tell they didn’t… Read More