As we watch the heartbreaking news from Eastern North Carolina, we are reminded that the places where we find peace and beauty can become destructive and deadly. Our hearts and prayers are with the residents in the places hardest hit by rising flood waters.
Editor in Chief Elizabeth Hudson remembers the small joy of savoring a cool beverage—be it sweet tea, ice cold well water, or Pepsi—on a hot day in the South.
Editor in Chief Elizabeth Hudson explores how the bodies of water in North Carolina impact us individually, but connect us as a community.
Editor in Chief Elizabeth Hudson thinks back on her antique-filled childhood home, and how a metal riding horse became part of the family.
Editor in Chief Elizabeth Hudson reminisces on her mother’s trusty habit of sweeping the floor, and the memories that are uncovered with each swipe of her broom.
Editor in Chief Elizabeth Hudson considers the meaning of the accolades and superlatives that our favorite North Carolina barbecue joints have earned.
A message to all of us that someone was here. That someone existed. That someone was loved.
“What have I been doing all these years?” If you don’t mind, may I remind you?
Until recently, flowers never spoke to me; certainly not the way they spoke to my grandmother.