The Barn Blog

Nothing has ever changed my music-listening habits so thoroughly as the pandemic. Since I was a teenager in the 1970s, I have always been attracted to the newest music, always willing to dive into new genres as they developed, always ready to see a new band based on nothing more than one friend’s recommendation.Over the last 13 months, I could probably count on two hands the number of new albums I’ve listened to. I don’t think my interest in the new is gone forever. I expect that when we get back to something that looks like normal, I’ll get musically...

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Daddy was a quail hunter, and he always kept a bird dog. But the one he loved best was named Rusty.

With two vaccinations in our arms, Stacy and I wait for the return of hugs.

Pollen makes us sneeze, and Southerners gripe about it throughout the spring. But look a little closer, and you might find some humor — and maybe even a little prayer.