Jayme Durant

Somewhere past Toad Suck Park and Pickle Gap, a cabin nestles in the foothills of the Ozarks—the cabin I called home last week. I spent the Fourth of July in an Arkansas cabin outside of Mountain View, home to hillbilly humor and watermelon seed spittin’ contests. I witnessed both. My favorite part of the trip [...]

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No one will ever accuse me of being a Martha—just one look at my house and you’d know that peeling paint and dusty shelves aren’t the focus of my attention. Nor do I care to dictate to others what work they should be doing, because then I’d have to oversee the mundane jobs and that’s [...]

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