Mary Coleman has been a beautiful voice in the lives of women for decades, her daughters being the first recipients of her wisdom. I met Mary seven . . .
A year ago this month, I was dumped by a close friend. Not a gradual fading of friendship which often happens amid changing circumstances, a physical . . .
Since we moved to Charlottesville, going to the Farmers Market has been part of my regular Saturday morning routine. Most of the time I leave with a . . .
On Friday, I celebrated the seventh anniversary of my 30th year as my husband so elegantly put it on our way out to dinner that night. I love his . . .
We're on vacation in Charleston this weekend and having the best time. My niece, who lives in the Palmetto state, just turned 5 years old and we began . . .
For the first decade or so of our marriage, my husband and I didn't have a designated vacation spot. Oh, we love to travel, but just couldn't seem to . . .
Last month, a friend and I attended a lavender workshop at Pharsalia, an 1814 plantation in the foothills of Blue Ridge Mountains, near Roseland, . . .
I've been camping twice in my life which is at least one time too many. Honestly, I love the idea but not the reality. Roasting marshmallows around . . .