Life through My Lenses
Coming Home to the Crystal Coast
I’ve loved the Southern Outer Banks of North Carolina since I was a little girl. Back in the early to mid-1970s, my family spent quite a few vacations at Emerald...
Coming Home to the Crystal Coast
I’ve loved the Southern Outer Banks of North Carolina since I was a little girl. Back in the early to mid-1970s, my family spent quite a few vacations at Emerald...
Wishing You (and Me) a Different Kind of Christmas
I'm a little slow this Christmas Eve morning. The usual change of season head stuffiness... and, admittedly, a heart and head that are feeling a little slower than usual. These ornaments were made...
Wishing You (and Me) a Different Kind of Christmas
I'm a little slow this Christmas Eve morning. The usual change of season head stuffiness... and, admittedly, a heart and head that are feeling a little slower than usual. These ornaments were made...
Planting Seeds of Healing: The Lake Lure Flower...
I've always had a special place in my heart for the NC mountains - especially when there's a good creek or stream to soak the old toes in for a bit....
Planting Seeds of Healing: The Lake Lure Flower...
I've always had a special place in my heart for the NC mountains - especially when there's a good creek or stream to soak the old toes in for a bit....
Back to Business
In the past few days, I've heard his voice saying, "Stop worrying about things. Just get back to business. It's time."
Back to Business
In the past few days, I've heard his voice saying, "Stop worrying about things. Just get back to business. It's time."
Out of the Scraps (An Old Post Revisited)
For my first blog post, I wanted to repost a story I did a few years ago about my dad - Joseph Ray Tysor. He passed away at the Randolph...
Out of the Scraps (An Old Post Revisited)
For my first blog post, I wanted to repost a story I did a few years ago about my dad - Joseph Ray Tysor. He passed away at the Randolph...