The Carolina men’s baseball season ended with a whimper last Sunday in Boshamer Stadium. I never played at that high level of competition, but I remember the tears after a season-ending loss.
Last Saturday was my wife’s birthday, and we left the kids at home with her in-laws. For her present, Ginny and I rented a tandem kayak for a group paddle on the Haw River in Saxapahaw. Our cheerful guide informed us that the boat was known as the “divorce kayak.” O ye of little faith!
My earliest memory takes place in our old house on West Academy Street in Winston-Salem. I was about three years old. While my baby brother napped, I sat with my mom at the kitchen table, eating an afternoon snack of sliced apples in a bowl of vanilla yogurt.
The Haw River Festival is Saturday, May 3, from 4 to 8 P.M. Though it is located in Saxapahaw, which is outside of Chapel Hill/Carrboro, many listeners and readers of Chapelboro.com are in the Haw River watershed, which covers eight counties.
My children’s elementary school celebrated Earth Day with a school garden cleanup. When I arrived to volunteer, I found the first graders peeping with excitement like baby chicks.
I write to recommend the wind in my older son’s long hair as well as the fragrance of the wisteria that comes on the same breeze. To my eyes, the blooms of wisteria resemble clusters of grapes on a vine.
April 10 is National Encourage a Young Writer Day. Kristin Ward, a YA author, created this holiday, but I don’t think one needs to have any publication credits to participate.