Mary Dansak is a writer and journalist based in Auburn, Alabama. She writes for the Auburn Villager and her work has also appeared in The Post and Courier. Mary's articles cover a range of topics, from nature and animals to personal reflections and local events.
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As promised, here is the bookend to last week’s column, “Not Your Instagram Engagement.”
Now that my engagement and wedding reminiscences have passed, my mind wanders closer to the present. In fact, it wanders just to my right, where a large bald-faced hornet’s nest
It’s likely that many of the readers of this column remember life before cell phones. We spent a lot of time outside. Younger generations joke about how we oldsters drank
More and more, I hear of folks coming down with “alpha-gal syndrome.” While it sounds like a playful nickname for a fierce female or a dominant she-wolf, in fact, it
A few years ago, Joe and I binge-watched all ten episodes of Country Music, A Film by Ken Burns (2019). Although I didn’t consider myself a true fan of “country music” before that viewing, afterwards, I realized that country music runs through my blood as much as it does that frat boy’s sitting in his gleaming white Ford F-350, blasting Morgan Wallen for all the world to hear.
Amidst the terrible destruction and loss of property, life and livelihood in the wake of Hurricane Helene, there comes another diabolical beast, an insidious and sneaky fiend: Disinformation. Disinformation, intentionally
I was born into a world in which anything was possible. The year was 1964, the same year the Beatles came to America and NASA implemented the Gemini program.
I like mules. I like the way they look, their long ears and broad muzzles framing deep, sensitive eyes. I like the way their feet are sure, and the way they freeze instead of flee from fear. I like the way they make decisions about what’s best for their survival, despite what their riders say.
I was tickled when our daughter Emma wore a t-shirt on the day of the AU-Vandy game that said, “I JUST HOPE BOTH TEAMS HAVE FUN.” While it was fitting
On this chilly November morning, I find myself staring out the window of my home office thinking about birds’ nests. Just beyond our precious wooded acre I can see cars, bright bursts of color, whiz by through a small opening between branches. A busy thoroughfare, cutting through land now carved beyond recognition, borders our neighborhood.
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