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 sunrisepink 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 linenswood 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.