She sings like a bird and she writes like a poet.

This morning dawns a little differently than yesterday. It’s the first day in a world without Dolly Parton, and as crazy as those words are staring back at me from the page, I can’t help but think it’s actually, really, a thing. I came in from mowing yesterday, and that’s when I heard the news.ContinueContinue reading “She sings like a bird and she writes like a poet.”

Woven Into Our Heritage: New Guild Brings Fiber Artists Together

Some traditions are passed from one generation to the next around a kitchen table, on a front porch or during a quiet afternoon with a grandmother. For Tammy Love, it began when she was eight years old. “My grandmother taught me two things,” Love recalled. “She taught me how to do a circle and aContinueContinue reading “Woven Into Our Heritage: New Guild Brings Fiber Artists Together”