Disclaimers and tapas

Disclaimers and tapas

When Biltmore staff invited a group of bloggers and journalists for a familiarization tour, it was calculated risk: they didn't require that we write about our experiences but, understanding bloggers and social media enthusiasts, it was a safe bet...

Broken minds and perspective

Broken minds and perspective

Chronicled fours years ago as my siblings and I watched my father's slow-motion, heart-breaking end-of-life, this poem stands as one of the most important pieces I've ever penned.  As my heart bleeds words in witness of painful circumstance, I never...

Where the wild things are

Where the wild things are

{Note: This is one time you'll want to click pictures to supersize them!In this case, bigger is better!!} The mecca of our family's summer pilgrimage is more than sand and sea… It's where the wild things are. The only high rises are Live Oaks...

When morning is <i>good</i>

When morning is good

Slipping into his room of shadows and still, I silently pull back the covers and ease onto the side of his bed.    He begins departure from the land of dreams and stirs in the place of In Between, burrowing to remain a while longer. ...

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