This is how it happens: we drive up Mill Mountain, the Xterra snaking a black ribbon of road through the green. At top, there’s the Star. We have two special friends from DC with us, visiting for the weekend, and we know that no trip to our little city is complete without at least […]
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An Invitation, Left on a Picnic Table on Top of Mill Mountain: Day Nine
This post is part of the Secret Messages Project. Every day for thirty days, I’ll leave my words in places where they might be found — or might never be found at all. I hope you’ll join me. Have you ever hoped for a sign? Me, too. Yesterday, though, I felt a different kind of hope — […]
A Last & First Look at the Star City: Day Forty
(Sometimes it’s tough to feel at home in your own city. Which is why I’ve given myself a challenge: each day, for forty days, I’m going to find *one* thing I love about this place. And then I’m going to tell you about it. If you want to follow my journey, start here. Today is Day Forty). This […]
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