One Woman's Opinion
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Life and love in the rural tidewater area of Virginia is a common thread that runs through nearly all of Mary Wakefield Buxton's books. The push and pull of old and new, North and South, man and woman, life and death, are discovered, illuminated and reflected upon in each of them. Such is the heart and soul of a writer.
Epiphany at Christ Church
…an elderly man tenderly held the hand of his ailing wife as he led her back to her seat after communion. He was grey-haired, dressed simply in summer garb, as was his wife, and I could see in a glance that they had been married many years and that they shared a long life of deep love and commitment to each other. I was struck with the beauty of this sight as I looked up into his face and saw such an expression of love and devotion.
06.17.2009Dancing in the Streets
After four months of Obama’s presidency are we still dancing in the streets? Has it yet hit the glazed-eyed revelers that this president is grappling the best he can, just as Bush did, with the very serious problems that this nation faces and that he is making some very major fundamental mistakes?
06.11.2009Our Treasure: Middlesex Museum
On a recent visit I heard myself exclaiming over and over, “Oh, I remember those!” upon seeing items displayed in yesterday’s general store. Especially savored were toys such as jacks sets, jump ropes, (do children still play jacks and jump rope?) marbles, old-fashioned dolls, wooden blocks, tea sets, and even a gum ball machine.
06.03.2009First Sail of the Season
As spring arrives each year I feel that special tug of the sea, as English poet John Masefield put it so well in his eternal line . . . “I must down to the seas again. . . .” that annual longing for the first sail of the year. It could come as early as February, but it is more usual in April.