It is Monday morning, and I’m sitting on my deck in Port Royal — a weathered, well-used wooden deck built one weekend
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A gusting wind is ripping through our backyard magnolia trees Saturday morning. Previous wind, in the form of two hurricanes and a
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This Friday morning its brisk, but the sky is clear meaning this will be a good day for walking Charleston’s cobbled, uneven,
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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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