Deanna Fox is a descendant of a progressive-era female reporter, a Smoky Mountains moonshiner, and several generations of farmers;
finds peace in the purple sunrise, pink sunset, and gently falling snow;
thinks no sound is sweeter than her kids' laughter;
believes a wee dram of whiskey, a fine cigar, and a chuckle with friends are better than any cold medicine or therapy session;
loves the smell of clean babies,sun dried linens, wood stoves, and old books;
enjoys beer and bocce more than fancy-pants soirees;
likes to pretend she's fluent in French and Italian;
takes pride in growing her own food, being the best momma possible, and showing her love through cookies;
and believes a handwritten note is better than any store-bought present.