This Friday morning, I’m walking through the darkened galleries of Charleston’s Museum on Meeting Street. Susan and I have driven up Highway
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It is Sunday, and I’m in Port Royal. This morning the news is about Ukraine and the fighting in and around Kyiv.
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It is Saturday, early, and this morning it is cold. As I sit in our well-lit, well-heated dining room I have my
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It is Saturday, and I’m in Charleston. Right at the moment, I’m at the Krispy Kreme Doughnut Shop on the Savannah Highway.
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It is Saturday. It’s 34 degrees, but I’ve got a working fireplace. This hearth, fueled by logs recently harvested from our tornado-ravaged
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It is Friday, Dec. 24, and my wife and I are driving on I-40 just west of Knoxville, Tenn. It’s Christmas Eve,
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