One Saturday, my husband and I picked up Thai takeout for dinner. I looked around the waiting area while we waited for our food and felt like an alien. Everyone wore facemasks and avoided eye contact. What happened to the friendly South? Riding home, I caught myself grumbling. We rounded the bend, and the bright moon interrupted my complaining. “Look how bright that small sliver of moon is!” The moon’s brightness stood in beautiful contrast to a day that had been gray, windy, and even Continue Reading