It is full season on Lake Tuscaloosa for making memories with family and friends on the water.
It’s happening. Another child is about to graduate from UA, and I couldn’t be prouder. Like many parents, I find myself nostalgic, and filled with the overwhelming need to offer unsolicited advice to her for the future. Unfortunately for her and family, I share in print! Here goes …
We are sharing with you some thoughts on resolutions, so this is a bit about looking backward instead of forward.
We all need goals, but we also need to be true to events that brought us to where we are at this moment. We can fight them, we can embrace them, and we can always change them.
Everywhere we go this holiday season, it seems everyone is "busy." What does that really mean?
There are many definitions, but "diligent, industrious, imply active or earnest effort to accomplish something, or a habitual attitude of such earnestness" is the one I would pick.
Fall brings us out of our homes and into nature. Here in Alabama, warm weather lingers sometimes past Thanksgiving, which can leave us interacting longer with the creatures that inhabit the woods and our neighborhoods.
I have recently been introduced to an app called "Nextdoor." It’s a private social network for your own neighborhood. A bit intrusive I thought at first, but then I jumped right in. I can pretty much see the dynamics of every family around me – which I guess means they can see me.
"The health of the eye seems to demand a horizon. We are never tired, so long as we can see far enough." – Ralph Waldo Emerson
This is the best time of the year to appreciate Lake Tuscaloosa. The summer has skidded to a halt, and we are sailing through warm breezes into fall.
This month wraps up summer! It's not too late to celebrate home – Tuscaloosa, that is.
I was in the airport recently, and I met people on their way to Tuscaloosa – some speaking foreign languages. When asked, "What should we see?" I thought of the top 10 things I’d recommend that we have … things you can’t find anywhere else in the world.
Every night these days I am lying in bed laughing at myself and the almost melodic article you may have recently read about my love of and being spoiled on Lake Tuscaloosa by the silence. They say don't speak about things you treasure. You may lose them. (Yes, I used the "they say"). Today, that is about all I hear, sound inflicted by the "they's" – as we have moved off the lake and into the suburbs.