May 12, 2015 | A Day In My Life
Faith Fairchild took a long, satisfying drink from the iced tea her friend Ursula Rowe gave her, sighed and asked the question uppermost in her mind, “So what’s all this about the Proctors and a squabble over who inherits The Birches?” “You know the old saying,...
May 11, 2015 | A Day In My Life
Today I will prevail. Today I will eat rice and miso for breakfast, take the bus to the university, study hard for eight hours and return to my flat to read academic papers in the evening. When I came to Edinburgh from Tokyo, it never occurred to me that anything...
May 10, 2015 | A Day In My Life
I love my life. I’m a mother to Paul, and a grandmother to little Rosie. I have my garden shop in Charlotte, NC, The Potting Shed, and my other interests working as a part-time forensic botanist for the city. Some days, my life is hectic, and some days I putter in the...
May 9, 2015 | A Day In My Life
I awoke to the sensation of a long body stretched lazily over mine. Opening my eyes, I found myself looking up into two brown ones. “Nigel?” I said to my husband, as a nose nuzzled against my neck. “Hmmm?” “Are you comfortable?” I asked. “Very. Why?” “Because, I’m...
May 8, 2015 | A Day In My Life
Occupation: Director of Barton Farm My day began each morning with an argument with a five-year-old about what to eat for breakfast, and usually I didn’t win the argument because I was outnumbered. “Hayden,” I said to my son that morning. “Eat your breakfast.” He...
May 7, 2015 | A Day In My Life
There’s a house for sale in the Enchanted Village. . .a couple of doors down from my Aunt Ve’s place, in fact. The Tavistock House, a big old Craftsman bungalow. There are rumors going around that the place is cursed. The roof leaks. Paint is peeling. Windows are...
