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Prepare Him Room: Making Space

Somewhere around the beginning of December every year, my family would drive to Clarksville, Georgia, and cut down our Christmas tree. Even now I can close my eyes and draw you an exact map of Purcell’s Christmas Tree Farm, from the garage where we sweet-talked...

On Goodbye

On Goodbye

It’s hot outside my window right now, with the sun pouring through the trees, painting off kilter patterns on the hardwood. But if you slide down the embankment by the wood shed into the old railroad cut and follow the trail straight back to the civil war era...

Goodbye Baby Roots

Goodbye Baby Roots

We’ve made our home in the woods for just shy of three years, and so, as these things go, it is time we pull up our baby roots this summer and make our way to San Antonio, Texas. You heard it right, my Texas-flag tattooed, Rudy’s BBQ obsessed, cowboy boot wearing,...

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