By Kay Etheredge There are daisies in a vintage blue Mason jar on my counter.  They are just beginning to wilt even though I got them over two weeks ago.  We attended the memorial service […]

by Kay Etheredge Months ago my husband and I were driving in a rural area outside Birmingham after a funeral.  As we drove in a fairly unfamiliar part of Alabama we passed a huge field […]

by Kay Etheredge I love to read.  A friend loaned me a novel several months ago and said, “This is a really weird book that you might enjoy”.  My reading is either feast or famine.  […]