Musings Archives - The Enterprise

By Regena Handy A frilly dress flounced by a crinoline. New patent leather Mary Jane shoes and lacy socks. Gloves with a pearl button. A...

By Regena Handy A large piece of card board was tucked away in an outbuilding, perhaps saved for some unknown future use. The round metal...

Regena Handy Last fall we spent a few days in Raleigh, North Carolina enjoying a big music event. Our hotel was only a couple of...

As they aged, both my mother and mother-in-law remarked they’d lost their ability to cook. I seem to be getting there myself. Lately many...

By Regena Handy Early on it was the one thing we agreed we had to have. When the lot number was announced by the auctioneer,...

By Regena Handy We don’t do Halloween anymore. It is not that we are trying to be a couple of old curmudgeons --- though that’s probably...

By Regena Handy I feel panic rising in my throat as we approach the hill. How can the car we are riding possibly ascend such...

By Regena Handy Honest John. Nellie. Kate. Brownie. Though there were others before them, these names are the ones that quickly come to mind and...

By Regena Handy City kids had the ice cream truck. Rural kids like us haunted the mailbox on a daily basis looking for our summer...

By Regena Handy Just below the abutments that once supported the Bob White Covered Bridge, an old log lies in the water. Though the two...

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