Home Is Where the Oddballs Are
Although my husband and I have been very content living in our apartment adjacent to our outlet grocery store, I am ready to rock the sunset into dusk on our front porch while overlooking the fog-swathed Cumberland Mountains. I am
When the Honeymoon’s Over
This week someone cut the locks to our gate and pilfered items from our land. Although the thievery could have been far worse, it still feels violating. A few days before that, my husband and I drove out to the