Buren Martin and I took his cargo van to Columbia today intending to transfer all my woodworking equipment from the little shop behind the Wheat Street house to the theater he’s building in Inman. But it was a rainy day and we realized pretty quickly that a second trip would be necessary, so we grabbed […]
I drove up to Saluda today to eat lunch at The Purple Onion and buy yet another Greg Hessel candlestick from Heartwood gallery. The highlight of the trip, though, with all due respect to my goat cheese salad and Mr. Hessel’s hammered copper, was the drive itself. Bright gold and crimson canopies set against an […]
For several days now, I’ve been thinking of and referring to this as “Goat Day” because I’ve been planning to go to Split Creek Farms in nearby Pendleton to see the herd of Nubian goats they milk for their highly regarded cheese. The farm is a handful of small, wooden buildings set between two livestock […]
