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3:46 pm
Tue January 7, 2014

Postcard from Iran

The postcard read, “One memory of Iran, that I present of my very perty (sic) Sara,” and was signed, “Bahman and Reza.” 

The card showed a picture of a young girl, maybe 14 years old, working at a loom—“A girl carpet weaver of Isfahan, Iran,” read the caption.

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3:08 pm
Tue January 7, 2014

Snow Days

I remember so fondly the snow days from my North Carolina childhood. Peeking out the window expectantly, devouring the AM radio cancelation list, scrambling into gloves and hats and boots.

There were forts to be fashioned, snowmen to be birthed, hills to be sledded.  I remember, too, when my thrill of snow was put on ice.

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11:40 am
Tue December 17, 2013

Gifts from Debby's Dad

With the holidays now here, many people are still wracking their brains for last-minute gift ideas, but that's never a problem for one man -- the father of Charlottesville author Deborah Prum.  

She tells about his strategy, in this essay.

  Deborah Prum is an author from Albemarle County who recently released First Kiss and Other Cautionary Tales -- an audio collection of humorous essays.     

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11:25 am
Tue December 17, 2013

The Extra Special Tree

  

  If the holidays have you stressed out, take a minute to relax and enjoy this next essay from Charlottesville author Jenny Gardiner -- a remembrance of Christmas and a very special tree. 

  

I’m a sucker for all things Christmas. Always have been. Don’t know if it’s the deluded optimism the season presents, or just a strange affinity for otherwise maudlin songs dressed up as cheerful seasonal chestnuts. Whatever it is, I have always ensured that my family gets into the holiday spirit, starting with finding the perfect Christmas tree.

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1:02 pm
Sun December 1, 2013

Let's Buy A Tractor!

We all have ideas about what a mid-life crisis looks like. 

One minute you’re sitting there, minding your own business, and the next thing you know you’re polishing a shiny new convertible sports car.  

For Tom Sarvay, a self-admitted City Boy, it meant buying the farm.

We have another essay from Tom Sarvay, who writes and farms in Staunton.  Here's an account of his daily heroics down on the farm.

 

 

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