Rich: Spring cometh forth

Spring has arrived, and it is a beautiful sight indeed.It has been several years since we’ve truly had a spring.Too often, cold winters have given way abruptly to hot, humid days. But this year feels different.

Rich: When children outgrow you

Through the years, I’ve watched friends step back and allow their children to grow into adults. There has been very little meddling, and without exception, those children have turned into fine people.

Rich: Pictures on the wall

Coffee cup in hand, I stopped at the window and took in the beauty of a Tennessee early morning.It was all so pretty and soothing, with a perfectly manicured yard, large trees, a blackboard fence, and horses grazing.I thanked the good Lord for the opportunity to see such a pretty sight.

Rich: The beauty of Easter

Every Easter Sunday morning, my husband, Tink, doesn’t crawl out of bed to attend Sunrise Service.He jumps out of bed, dresses, then leans over to kiss me goodbye. “I’ll be back to get you for church,” he says softly.“Okay,” I mumble while pulling the covers up to my chin and going back to sleep.

Rich: The real world

A few years before singing star Glen Campbell was forced to give up his fabled career due to illness, I spent a couple of hours listening to his stories.Actually, I was the guest of his opening act, Grand Ole Opry star Roy Clark.

Rich: My regret

Fifteen years ago, I wrote a column that I came to regret as soon as it was published.Whenever I hear someone say proudly that he has no regrets in life, a string of regrets runs through my heart and quickly humbles me (‘umbles as we say in the mountains).

Rich: The South’s ways – Charlotte radio show

Excitedly, many years ago, I was a young girl who was a novice author, publishing with Penguin-Putnam, one of the world’s largest publishers.

Rich: Flowers on the wall

Several years ago, Tink was writing a Hallmark Hall of Fame movie. These are their most prestigious movies. They have a bigger budget, bigger stars, and much attention is paid to the writer of the script.

Rich: The joy of leisure

On summer days, our swimming hole stays pretty busy. In fact, Tink has taken to keeping a calendar of who wants it when.

Rich: I called Mama

The weekend morning was close to becoming afternoon when I pulled myself out of bed and headed to the kitchen for a cup of coffee.It seemed as if the entire house came to life. Tink came bopping down the stairs from his office, and the dogs eagerly joined us.