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A reflection on a recent trip shows that we have so much in common with blueberry bushes. Answers to so many of life's issues lie in nature.

Art is as intrinisic to life as the air that we breathe. It is a refuge we all seek, knowingly or not. Thank you to the artists.

Many years ago, I found myself walking down a college sidewalk. Chaos and the unexpected are the events which can have the greatest impact.

Co-workers Sofia and Carrie deal with quite the unexpected Monday. When you put enough good into the world, the world looks out for you.

A Friday night visit to a Waffle House brings sustenance. A simple place filled with memories reminds us what a wonderful world it truly is.

Carter Walker never felt more at home than when he was down by the creek. At every stage, life gives us moments we treasure.

That night I was dealing with a dog with dementia, but she led me to where I needed to be. All things work together for good.

This story inspired by Lynn Dean's winning photo follows siblings Wren and Rowan, who recall childhood memories from summers long gone.

The nuisance of frenetic footsteps will one day disappear. Serena and Mitchell find meaning in the mundane.

Stressors are an inevitable and a frustrating part of life. When the brick wall comes calling, leave it your calling card.

A box hidden in the hallway closet brings back memories and is the impetus for a long overdue visit.

What does the storyteller have in common with the social worker? A shared knowledge that that any one person's story is not yet written.

The struggle against an ever-shortening attention span is real, and has been exacerbated by a pandemic.

We gather together as friends, a simple thing, really. That's what we are.

Celebrate the rejections along with the wins. I am celebrating the decline of two poems I submitted for a poetry contest.

Reflections on a stream by a historic mill. What makes a stream both indelible and alluring?

A short story of a young woman's return to her Gullah family and the cultural treasures that make her whole on Daufuskie Island.

A poem extolling the serenity of the low country and the alluring refuge it provides.

Bearing silent witness, trees speak to our soul, guiding us to our truth.

How many times have you looked at a sunflower without really seeing it? A story to inspire us all, and appreciating what is not apparent.