By: Jennifer Richardson Holt Dusk and dawn are powerful forces. Not only do they come with all their spectacle of sky filling hues but they wring every ounce of value out of whatever light they are given. When the sun comes up the firmament brightens long before we ever see it. Daybreak comes with suchContinue reading “Breathing on Embers 11/8/2020”
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Two November Days 11/1/2020
By: Jennifer Richardson Holt This could turn out to be a shorter post than normal (emphasis on COULD). This won’t exactly be my typical subject matter hence I make such a statement. Then again if you read this regularly you know me and know I am capable of excessive rambling given the chance so, IContinue reading “Two November Days 11/1/2020”
Passion and Potluck 10/25/2020
By: Jennifer Richardson Holt It was two different plants that are apparently in the same family that got me thinking about today’s topic. First off, the massive showy blossoms of a confederate rose caught my eye as they cannot help but do. When you see a giant ball of white ruffled petals first thing inContinue reading “Passion and Potluck 10/25/2020”
Home Away from Home 10/18/2020
By: Jennifer Richardson Holt I am writing this at one of my favorite places on the planet. I only call this one of my favorites because there are other places that I have yet to visit that MIGHT rival it but then again it may still reign victorious even after my traveling dreams are fulfilled. Continue reading “Home Away from Home 10/18/2020”
Everyday Abundance 10/11/2020
By: Jennifer Richardson Holt The rural nature of my home is certainly not a secret if you have read my blog for any amount of time. I have written before about my life in a small town and have given you multiple accounts of rural happenings around my dwelling. There is an aspect I haveContinue reading “Everyday Abundance 10/11/2020”
Fingerprints and Fawn Spots 10/4/2020
By: Jennifer Richardson Holt I am using the somewhat antiquated method of paper and ink to start writing this. I have always embraced old things and am unabashedly a lover of all things historic but I admit putting pen to page feels terribly inconvenient and absurdly taxing. I know this is a ridiculous overreaction onContinue reading “Fingerprints and Fawn Spots 10/4/2020”
Enchantment Inescapable 9/27/2020
By: Jennifer Richardson Holt I can’t not write about it. I am too intoxicated by it. I am too enamored with it. It is something that I look to with such anticipation that stifling all the words that are aching to flow out of me about it just seems cruel so I shall not doContinue reading “Enchantment Inescapable 9/27/2020”
All They Were Created to Be 9/20/2020
By: Jennifer Richardson Holt Sometimes, in the middle of the night, a heaviness comes upon me. It is dark and very nearly impossible to see but its presence is apparent and unmistakable. I can try to pretend that it is not there but I succeed about as well as one who attempts to pretend theContinue reading “All They Were Created to Be 9/20/2020”
Defending a Dewdrop 9/13/2020
By: Jennifer Richardson Holt A topic was fleeting this week. I was battling with talking about the coming of autumn again. I kept telling myself that the people that read this are getting tired of me writing about my favorite season even though I could easily ramble on about the delicate and graceful dance ofContinue reading “Defending a Dewdrop 9/13/2020”
With Great Expectations 9/6/2020
By: Jennifer Richardson Holt I have always felt like fall was the start of something. I suppose, in the most realistically basic sense, it is the start of kids returning to school so that’s something. The lazy days of summer for child, parent and teacher alike are morphing into something that is a more hectic,Continue reading “With Great Expectations 9/6/2020”
Seven Years Ago 8/30/2020
By: Jennifer Richardson Holt The day that this post publishes shall be a date forever ingrained in my memory. On this day in 2013 I got married. So yes, today is my anniversary and yes I am going to write about it. Don’t panic though. My goal is not to make this a gushing testamentContinue reading “Seven Years Ago 8/30/2020”
Something in the Air 8/23/2020
By: Jennifer Richardson Holt It is coming. I could not possibly be more thankful. You can feel it on its way. The oppressive giant that is summer in the south is starting to lose his grip ever so slightly. It will still be hot for some time. The air will still be dripping with enoughContinue reading “Something in the Air 8/23/2020”
A Life of Good Taste: A Second Helping 8/16/2020
By: Jennifer Richardson Holt Last week I caved to the pressure of culinary fascination and wrote about food. It was wordy and I didn’t discuss nearly as much as I had hoped. I am forever saying far too little by way of far too much. I did forewarn you though that I hadn’t yet exhaustedContinue reading “A Life of Good Taste: A Second Helping 8/16/2020”
A Life of Good Taste 8/9/2020
By: Jennifer Richardson Holt I have purposely not written a whole blog about this because it seems, oh I don’t know, trivial, flippant or maybe even luxurious? I don’t think I want to fight it anymore though. It is a legitimate topic especially to a southerner. I want to talk about something that can pungentlyContinue reading “A Life of Good Taste 8/9/2020”
Time Immemorial 8/2/2020
By: Jennifer Richardson Holt Not far from my home there is a historic site. If it weren’t for the marker you’d never know it though. I had barely heard of its existence and I am a bit of an eccentric when it comes to local history. If it had no marker there wouldn’t be reallyContinue reading “Time Immemorial 8/2/2020”
Of Crown and Cotton 7/26/2020
By: Jennifer Richardson Holt Both my parents grew up picking cotton. My mother’s family did so in the Appalachian foothills of northeastern Alabama. I am not entirely sure how they managed much by way of field agriculture there considering the rock to dirt ratio is roughly 200 to 2 but somehow apparently her family managedContinue reading “Of Crown and Cotton 7/26/2020”
Sweet Relief 7/19/2020
By: Jennifer Richardson Holt Summer in the south. It’s a…potent event. Sure, it makes for great tans and ridiculous amounts of fun in various bodies of water but there are times that it is pretty convincing that somehow our beloved Earth has switched places with Mercury and is now so close to the sun thatContinue reading “Sweet Relief 7/19/2020”
An Adventure, of Sorts 7/12/2020
By: Jennifer Richardson Holt I once found a gate to nowhere. It was on a back road in the country, not too far from my home. I am not even exactly sure why I was on said road since I am certainly not one to wander from the beaten bath. I have the directional orientationContinue reading “An Adventure, of Sorts 7/12/2020”
The Biggest Family Potluck 7/5/2020
By: Jennifer Richardson Holt It would seem that we are just a handful of years away from being 250 years a nation. You would really think we would be better at things by now don’t you? I mean how much practice does a country need to figure things out? I suppose there are older (definitely)Continue reading “The Biggest Family Potluck 7/5/2020”
The Not-So-Little Things 6/28/2020
By: Jennifer Richardson Holt What a world huh? What a crazy life we lead, am I right? When they say that there is nothing new under the sun I am starting to wonder if this year took that as a challenge. I think that we tend to, and lately understandably so, get caught up in,Continue reading “The Not-So-Little Things 6/28/2020”
Wood, Water and Wonderment 6/21/2020
By: Jennifer Richardson Holt When I think of my father I think of wood. I think of walnut and mahogany. I think of the sounds of guitar, mandolin and fiddle, not violin, no, definitely fiddle. I think of the wholesome sounds of wood and string mingling. See, my daddy is always surrounded by wood. He’sContinue reading “Wood, Water and Wonderment 6/21/2020”
Porch Sessions 6/14/2020
By: Jennifer Richardson Holt There is thunder and driving rain outside my window. If I am not mistaken they are the remnants of a tropical storm. I could very well be mistaken and it could just be standard summer afternoon weather, considering on most any given day during a southern summer there is the goodContinue reading “Porch Sessions 6/14/2020”
Little Known Lighthouses 6/7/2020
By: Jennifer Richardson Holt I don’t know when we became a world that feeds on only bad news but here we are. Seems often the powers that be, or the media, or whoever you get any form of information from seem to think that nothing ever happens worth publicizing unless it induces nausea, venom, fearContinue reading “Little Known Lighthouses 6/7/2020”
Between the Creek and the Caution Light 5/31/2020
By: Jennifer Richardson Holt I live in a small town. I know things come to mind when I say that but I feel I really need to expound upon the gravity of my statement. I live in a VERY small town. My town is in fact, so small that it is not even technically aContinue reading “Between the Creek and the Caution Light 5/31/2020”
A Higher Calling 5/24/2020
By: Jennifer Richardson Holt From what I have gleaned growing up in the south, the majority of the population has one of two locations that are the typical vacation locale. Now, I am not talking about some special trek off to an exotic country. Those are not the standards. For whatever reason, we southerners tendContinue reading “A Higher Calling 5/24/2020”
Prose and Possibilities 