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Life Without Supervision
The Continuing Adventures of a Very Small Warden A few weeks ago, I said goodbye to my little Chihuahua, Allie. At fourteen years old, she had been my writing companion, supervisor, schedule keeper, occasional employer, and friend for a very long time. Like many good dogs, she occupied far more space in a life than her small size would ever suggest. As with many small doges, Allie seemed to have…
A Conversation on the Morning Air
There are some Spring mornings that feel as though they’ve been set out just for noticing. Last week offered one of those. The air had that early-season softness — not quite warm, not quite cool — in between — the kind that carries sound a little farther than usual and lets the world arrive in layers. Across the street stood a White Dogwood in full bloom, its branches lifted and spread like open…
A Saturday Reset — Settling Back Into What Matters
It’s a quiet Tuesday here — the kind that invites a pause. And that feels like the right place to begin. Continue reading A Saturday Reset — Settling Back Into What Matters
The Hearth & Holler Gazette No. 11 — "A Stirring Week Across Honey Hill Country — Business Opens Its Doors, Concerns Rise, and Work Awaits"
A Weekly Visit of Tales, Tidings, and Old-Time Country Comfort Welcome! It’s been a full and eventful week in Honey Hill Country, and one worth talking about. As always, The Hearth & Holler Gazette is a work of fiction set in a place that exists most clearly in the imagination — though from time to time it may resemble somewhere you have known. But for first time visitors, it may help to know…
The Hearth & Holler Gazette No. 10 — "March Madness Days Come to a Joyful Close”
A Weekly Visit of Tales, Tidings, and Old-Time Country Comfort Welcome! It’s been a full and lively week in Honey Hill Country. From the rabbits’ tooting sound of joyful Carrozelas across the hills to the gathering of neighbors along the roadside, the past several days have brought a great deal of movement, merriment, and shared moments worth noting. As the season’s celebrations draw to a close,…
The Hearth & Holler Gazette No. 9 — "THE WEEK THAT GREW A LITTLE LOUDER"
A Weekly Visit of Tales, Tidings, and Old-Time Country Comfort Welcome! It’s been a lively week in Honey Hill Country. As always, this Gazette is a work of fiction from a made-up place — though, at times, it may feel otherwise. Something has taken hold across the countryside these past several days. What began as a cheerful note here and there has grown into a full chorus — carrozelas sounding…
The Little Tin That Changed the Supper Table
And the Quiet Idea That Made It Possible There are certain things that sit so plainly on a shelf, one might pass them by without a second thought. A small tin, for instance. Nothing remarkable in its appearance — no flourish, no fuss — merely a label, a lid, and the promise of something warm inside. And yet, now and again, a closer look reveals that even the simplest things carry a story worth…
The Hearth & Holler Gazette No. 8 — "HIPPITY HOPPITY LETS GO!"
A Weekly Visit of Tales, Tidings, and Old-Time Country Comfort Welcome! It’s been a lively week in Honey Hill Country. Before we go any further, the editor is once again obliged to remind readers — especially the newer subscribers who have joined us during the recent festivities — that The Hearth & Holler Gazette is a work of cheerful fiction set in an entirely imaginary corner of the Ozarks. Any…
The Morning the Windows Open Again
And the Small Bird Who Knew It First Morning brought its own small announcement today. Out on a branch of the Honey Locust tree just beyond the window, a Carolina Wren had taken up position and was delivering his familiar seven-note song — over and over and over again — with the bright confidence of a creature that believes the whole world ought to hear it. And the remarkable thing is that the…
The Hearth & Holler Gazette — Issue No. 7
A Weekly Visit of Tales, Tidings, and Old-Time Country Comfort Welcome! It’s been a noisy week in Honey Hill Country. Not troublesome noise, mind you — nothing of the sort — but the cheerful kind that arrives when rabbits outnumber common sense and every available square foot of Butterfield seems determined to host a race, a cook-off, a judging table, or a parade that may or may not have been…
MUD VS. MAN — MUD REMEMBERS
On Soil, Arrogance, and the Loss of Good Shoes A struggle older than fences . . . . Older than porches. Older than the first confident step taken in good shoes. It is the ancient feud. Mud vs. Man. And Mud remembers. Continue reading MUD VS. MAN — MUD REMEMBERS
There’s a Great Big Beautiful Tomorrow
On Remembering the Past and Choosing Hope for Tomorrow. Some weeks feel heavier than others. The headlines are louder. The conversations a little tighter. The future — which usually stretches out like an open road — can feel uncertain around the edges. And yet, tomorrow still arrives. For as long as I can remember, there has been a song that comes back to me in moments like this. It plays inside…
The Hearth & Holler Gazette — Issue No. 6
A Weekly Visit of Tales, Tidings, and Old-Time Country Comfort Welcome! It is shaping up to be a lively week in Honey Hill Country, as March Madness Days begin in earnest and the Square fills once more with banners, brass, and bright expectation. As always, The Hearth & Holler Gazette is a work of fiction set in a place that exists most clearly in the imagination — though from time to time it may…
When the Seasons Made Sense
March 1st has always been the first day of Spring for me. Not astronomically. Not technically. Simply. March, April, May — three months. One Season. June, July, August — Summer. September, October, November — Autumn. December, January, February — Winter. Four Seasons. Three equal months each. Clean. Understandable. No misunderstandings. No negotiating with it. That calendar has served well for a…
The Smallest Invitation in Winter — National Bird Feeding Month
A Handful of Seed, a Dish of Water, a Safe Place to Rest — and Why Small Actions At Home Matter February can feel long. Not dramatic. Not tragic. Just . . . . long. The trees are bare. The color has drained from the fields. The air moves a little slower. And yet — there is motion. A flutter in the honey locust. A finch on the ledge. A woodpecker arriving like he owns the place. February is…
The Hearth & Holler Gazette — Issue No. 5
A Weekly Visit of Tales, Tidings, and Old-Time Country Comfort Welcome! It’s been a week of preparation in Honey Hill Country. As always, The Hearth & Holler Gazette is a work of fiction set in a place that exists most clearly in the imagination — though from time to time it may resemble somewhere you have known. But for first time visitors, it may help to know where — and when — we are, and what…
After the Steamboat Turned the Bend — When Stories Take Their Time
A reflection on Mark Twain, the long reach of story, and where Little Red Bear first found his voice. On February 18, 1885, The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn was published. More than a century later, the river is still moving. I first read Tom Sawyer and Huckleberry Finn years ago — long before I understood what they were doing to me as a writer. Later came Life on the Mississippi, and more…