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Love Love Love

Love, love, love. These three words I spoke every time I left the house, whispering them through the closing door to my dogs. It’s a practice that began nearly 14 years ago when Stella first arrived in our family. George had been an only dog for five years, and when I would leave the house,…

Sunrise by Mail

Sunrise by Mail

Have you ever walked to the mailbox and, for a split-second before opening it, hoped for something nice inside? In that second, have you hoped for something other than a bill or catalog? Have you secretly wished for something handwritten and not mass produced? So have I. This is why I have created Sunrise Notes,…

One of Many Summer Tonics

One of Many Summer Tonics

It’s Saturday night and the band is tuning up on stage. People are positioning their lawn chairs on the street to the west of the courthouse, a street blocked off every Saturday night in the summer. A tent is set at the back of the makeshift venue, selling funnel cakes and fried Oreos. Kids are…

"It ain't what they call you, it's what you answer to."
W.C. Fields