Jun 28, 2013 | A Day In My Life
Its only 6:30 AM but I’m already awake, which is crazy for someone who works in the music business. I drag myself out of bed after a late night at the studio. Another artist. Another list of songs. Another deadline. It seems like it never stops. My manager, Stuey,...
Jun 27, 2013 | A Day In My Life
Glancing out of the school window across the green oval the bored sixteen-year-old sighed, admitting to herself that it would be a lot more exhilarating racing her palomino gelding around the emerald surface, rather than sitting in a stuffy room while their teacher...
Jun 26, 2013 | A Day In My Life
I’m Cabel Evans’ housekeeper, just like I was for his grandparents. Not for his parents, though. St. Joe, Michigan isn’t sophisticated enough for them, so they summer with their fancy friends in Wisconsin. That’s okay with me; I never really liked them anyway. Poor...
Jun 25, 2013 | A Day In My Life
Dru kindly asked me to write a blog post entitled “A Day in the Life.” Well, I was thinking about my life, and what I was going to write about my life, and I found myself coming up on the empty side. You see, although it is pleasant, my life is fairly uninspiring from...
Jun 24, 2013 | A Day In My Life
I am called Enga Dancing Flower. No one knows the name I was given when I was born, or that of my birth sister, but we were called Enga and Ung when we were found and brought into the tribe. The Hamapa tribe is most generous and kind. The name Enga Dancing Flower was...
Jun 21, 2013 | A Day In My Life
Someone once asked me how many plants there are in the world. I think it was a freshman at Queen’s University when I first began teaching in Charlotte, North Carolina. I was a young bride then. I’d spent my childhood living on a farm near Charleston, South Carolina....
