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Health comes first.The plague of stuffy noses and fatigue has hit the craft school.Must rest now, for the sake of all future sentences to come.Will not get sick.Will, in fact, endure.

The phone rings at 6:30am after I have had only five hours’ sleep. The Amos Lee concert still rings in my ears and at first I am confused, groping for the phone across the hardwood floor of the [...]

Sarah and I drive to BigCity, NC to see Amos Lee at a small venue downtown. There are about 150 people there for the show on a Monday night and Sarah and I look at each other with shock and [...]

So everything goes well. In fact, it is one of the best dates I’ve ever been on, and it lasts until the next day and still now, Sunday, I am watching it all replay in my mind’s eye. Maybe it was [...]

The day is eager and honest and undulating and always, lulled back to the stanzas of Stanley Kunitz’s famed poem, The King of the River. I am moved to tears by the recording I have of Kunitz [...]

Joel, who will henceforth be called Parker, comes into the coffeehouse and looks at me and says, “Surprise me.” “Caffeine or no caffeine?” I ask, leaning into the counter. Oh those green eyes. [...]

I was out the door a little after 6am this morning, wool cap and hiking boots on, guided through the pre-dawn solely by intuition and the light of the waning moon. I walked a mile down the loop, [...]

Hollis and I have started carpooling to work at the craft school – a convenience that saves us each $25 a month, sometimes up to $50. Today he drove us in his second vehicle, a two-passenger [...]

I go on a walk with GP and my parents up behind Silver Cove. We start on an overgrown trail that goes over a small ridge, then dips down into a creek bed. Here, the water flows in a narrow path [...]

The former manager of the coffeehouse, Kim, is now employed part-time as our baker, to accommodate her new life as a mother. She comes into the coffeehouse three days a week with a trunk full of [...]