In a journal entry written exactly 174 years ago today, Leo Tolstoy declared, “”I’ve fallen in love or imagine that I have; went to a party and lost my head. Bought a horse which I don’t need at all.” This past year, I got back into the habit of regular journaling. While I haven’t written... Continue Reading →
We moved this past December, and part of getting settled into our new home these past few months has been setting up some new flower beds. Of course, I dug up many of my iris bulbs and planted them in their new home. These bulbs are descendants of ones that grew at my Nashville home... Continue Reading →
Several weeks ago, my Uncle Ron came by our house one evening and brought me a box of old photos, post cards, and letters that had been my grandfather’s. Ron’s wife, my Aunt Barbara, passed away in 2014 and had held on to these things after her parents (my grandparents) passed away. Ron has recently... Continue Reading →
Back in 2018, after being diagnosed with pre-endometrial cancer in my endometrial lining, I did something strange as I began the visits with the oncologist and started treatment. I began to knit a baby blanket. Seeing as how I had never really knit anything before and I was as seemingly as far away from having... Continue Reading →
This past weekend, my husband and I had the opportunity to attend a screening of To Kill A Mockingbird at our community theater, and afterward there was a Q&A with Mary Badham who played Jean Louise Finch, better known as Scout, in the movie. Leading up to this exciting opportunity, I decided to re-read To... Continue Reading →
In May of 2015, my husband and I traveled to Louisville, Kentucky to attend the 141th annual Kentucky Derby. Though we had been to Churchill Downs many times before and many times since, it was the first and so far only time we have ever seen the “run for the roses” in person and by... Continue Reading →
Rachel F. Jean 