By: Jennifer Richardson Holt I suppose, if we’re summing it up, I am a sucker for tradition. Something about a custom held tightly over long spans of time appeals to me. For me, it’s an intoxicating mix of history, affection, and sentimentality that I simply cannot overlook. I couldn’t possibly explain the feeling of warmContinue reading “The Sweet Taste of Home 10/26/2025”
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Alien Visitation 7/9/2023
By: Jennifer Richardson Holt I heard the other day of someone coming to my area for a job interview. They were coming from Canada. I tried to think what it might be like for someone to come from somewhere else like that to where I call home. I know, Canada isn’t like someone coming fromContinue reading “Alien Visitation 7/9/2023”
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”
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”
Prose and Possibilities 