I left out early the next morning
So I could hear this man preach. No. Not in Ronnie’s market. Up the street @ Cornith UMC. Steve Taylor and I figured out we attended the same football games in high school. Only he was on the field and I was in the stands. I guess since he was preaching & I was listening, technically he’s till on the fields and I’m still in the stands.
I drank enough coffee on Sunday to fuel an army, but it was worth it. Julie and I grabbed a cup in Greensboro, where we also swapped books. Ron Hogan introduced us at the Alabama Book Festival and I am so glad he did. Julie works in the publicity end of books and I’m telling you what… she should be writing the books. The stories she knows.
And I took in as many local sights along the route as I dared
I am hoping one of you will come up with a caption for this one, which compelled me to turn the car around for a second-look. If the idea is that the curtains will draw your eye away from everything else, I’m not exactly sure they’ve achieved that total look yet.