The Blog
These are stories I lived and questions I still carry: reflections on growing up on a farm, on what it means to leave and return, and on the urgency of preserving land, legacies, and a rural way of life.
Secrets of My Southern Roots
A forgotten farmhouse and an unmarked grave on my family’s North Carolina land sparked a search into the past. What began in 2007 with a single question about my great-grandfather has grown into a deeper journey of uncovering long-lost voices and hidden histories.
Nature as Healer, Teacher, and Refuge
Nature has always been my refuge—a quiet healer and teacher. From childhood days watching trees sway outside my window to adult walks in the woods or along the sea, I’ve found comfort, clarity, and a sense of God’s presence in the natural world. Even the smallest glimpse of nature reminds me to slow down, breathe, and trust that renewal is always possible.
Country Store
In rural North Carolina, the crossroads store was more than a place to buy bread or soda — it was the heart of community life. Farmers gathered to swap stories, share news, and escape the fields for a while. For me, visits to Mr. Jarvis Lee’s country store meant nickel sodas, candy bars, and a front-row seat to the conversations that shaped my childhood.