I can’t stop thinking about Baltimore. I reject the idea of thinking about black people versus white people. That wasn’t my experience when I lived there, and I don’t believe it’s truly that way now, despite the protests, despite all the words of hate. I remember once driving down to Hopkins Hospital, getting off the […]
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I love Baltimore. Two of our three kids were born there. We lived there, moved away, moved back, and have since moved across the country, but we put a total of 15 years of our lives into that city and it’s in our blood. Mark and I moved there in 1987, our worldly goods in […]
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We were already two minutes late for school, and Josh and I were two lights away from glory, or Prescott Mile High Middle School, whichever came first. Right turn ahead: We had the green light! Yeah, baby! And then I put on the brakes because there was a woman in the crosswalk, crossing against the […]
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It’s spring here in the mountains of Arizona, and everything is blooming. Big clouds of pollen are blowing off the trees, and apparently all that stuff is just going right up my nose. I’ve had a stuffy nose for days, and then a headache from the stuffiness. So today, in desperation, I rooted around my […]
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Jeff and Jennifer Herbert chose Prescott because they love this small town in the Arizona mountains. Jeff is a firefighter who works 56 hours a week in Phoenix, commuting 200 miles every three days. Jen, a talented teacher and endurance equestrian, among other pursuits, does a lot of work in Phoenix, too, but they live […]
In our small Arizona mountain town of Prescott — pronounced “Preskitt,” rhymes with biscuit — there are two Fred’s grocery stores. In our family shorthand, they are “North Fred’s” and “Rehab Fred’s,” because the latter happens to be near a lot of drug and alcohol rehab places, which we seem to have a lot of […]
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So, you have a dream, and it’s not going well. You not only feel like you’re up that special creek without a paddle, there’s a hole in the boat. And you can’t swim, and you just saw an alligator. And you’re having chest pain! What do you do? Well, if you’re in the little mountain […]
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Bumble Creek Farm
A delightful true account, told with love and humor by award-winning writer Janet Farrar Worthington, of her young family's riotous adventures on their own "Green Acres," as two urban professionals "who had no idea whatsoever what we were doing" start a farm in beautiful Horse Oak, Virginia.
Janet has done it again in this charming book giving happy little snapshots of home and family, animals with attitude, life in a small town, and finding the funny when everything seems crazy.