While driving to work this morning, I saw a dead possum lying on the roadside. At least, I think it was dead. You know how possums like to try to fool you.
From the time I could toddle, I was a Daddy’s Girl. Almost everywhere Daddy went, I went, too. He would lift me onto his shoulders, ride me in the wheelbarrow around the backyard, or drive with me standing on the car’s bench seat, snugged up beside him.
March is National Crafts Month and a good time to examine the history of handcrafts in Western North Carolina and the schools that still teach them. Long before Europeans arrived in the southern Appalachians, Indigenous people used the mountains’ rich natural resources to create objects they
I’ve been a library lover since my Aunt Ercelle introduced me to the Henderson County Public Library when I was 11 years old. My most prized possession is still a library card. And like Belle in Beauty and the Beast, I’ve been known to swoon over a stately room with book-filled shelves.
What makes millions worldwide watch a huge, lighted ball slide down a pole in New York City’s Times Square at midnight on New Year’s Eve? Call it tradition or pure craziness, but it’s been happening since 1907.
