For many years my sister, Debbie, and I have had an ongoing argument over the use of a dish rack in our respective kitchens. She would come to my house. She would  help with the dishes. She would sigh mournfully and say, “Becky, how in the world do you live without a dish rack?”…

Last week as I was driving back to Manteo from Kill Devil Hills, I caught the tail end of a gorgeous sunset.  Even though I didn’t have my Nikon along (just my little purse camera) I pulled over and got some shots of those lovely, lovely clouds hovering over the lit up water beneath.…

(Note: I wrote this post a couple of weeks ago and then forgot to post it. But it’s a good story so I wanted to be sure it got shared.) For the past few weeks, people in our congregation have been passing these cards out around town accompanied by an act of kindness.…

Well, we are entering That Year. You know, The Year when your child is in the twelfth grade and suddenly, out of the blue, there are all sorts of terms being flung about, like FAFSA forms, and scholarship applications, and SATs, and graduation pictures. And you realize all over again (as if you could ever forget) that time doesn’t just march on—no, it sprints and…