1. The other day Chitter convinced me to run away to the creek with her for a little while. I swear the girl should just grow web feet and build her a rock house at the edge of the water. She said “You know momma the creek calls to me, even in the middle of the night I feel it flowing on to Brasstown.” I told her I understood exactly how she felt cause the creek used to call to me too. She said “Why did it quit calling?” I said “Well I guess adult responsibilities drowned out its voice and I couldn’t hear it anymore.” She said she sure hoped that never happened to her and I told her I hoped it didn’t too.
2. Since warm weather arrived we’ve moved our Sunday pickin and grinnin sessions out in the yard when the weather allows. There is something so peaceful about playing music under the shade of newly leafed trees.
3. My radishes out did themselves this year and its about time. The last two or three years I’ve barely made any radishes. I could eat them all day long. The Deer Hunter and the girls don’t care for them at all. Granny, Miss Cindy, and my older brother Steve love them as much as I do.
4. I’ve always liked The Dillards. In the last six months I’ve fallen in love with one of their songs that I had never heard before, “The Whole World Round.” When I went to youtube to get the link to share with you I decided I loved it even more. I think you will too once you hear the introduction. You can go here to listen.
5. The girls made two short videos asking each other rapid fire questions about things they liked. I love that Chatter says she likes being a twin because she always has a best friend and in true Chitter fashion she cracks me up by saying homework stresses her out even though she don’t have any. (click on the videos to watch them)
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Those are some radishes! Beautiful! I don’t grow them because the soil is so rocky, but I buy a bunch now and then. Have you ever tried roasting them, Tipper? I did once, just rubbed them with a bit of oil and roasted them in the oven when I was roasting something else – probably a Candy Roaster, come to think of it – and they were delicious – nice combination of sweet and hot!
My husband love radishes. You have pretty ones. I love listening at a creek run. There is something so peaceful about it. Listening to the water run over the rocks.
I love radishes, but we don’t grow them. Yours are beautiful!
That’s a lovely bouquet of radishes!
Tipper,
I use to have a big garden, there was things I planted that I didn’t eat much (for my neighbors). One day my friend and dozer operator stopped by (C. F. Myers) and ask me to go see my garden. We crossed the creek on a footlog and before long we were in my garden. Just as we were nearing the upperside, he bent over and scratched out a Radish, rubber it on his sleeve to get it clean and devoured that thing. Well, I had two long rows, so I pulled 8 or 10 more.
On the way back to the shop. C.F. pulled his cap off, exposing the top of his head. I could see little balls of sweat running down his jaws and he said “boy, those radishes are good and Hot!” I got them at Ennis Hardware and the pack never said anything about them being Hot, must be the black soil.
I was Pallbearer at C. F.’s funeral, I still have his woodsplitter and his wife bought it for him when she worked at Emerson, back in the 70’s. …Ken
Those radishes are just lovely, I have always enjoyed them ,even white radishes….” at Granny’s I also loved to eat her whole pickled beets… yummy :)…..We enjoy the Dillards too, although we only listened to them around 1979 onward, the first album being one called ”Heaven” …. as to the call of the creek(and the rocks), I know that too, even still…… When we have visited the mountains, it was wonderful to go out in the night, and listen to sound, the song ,that the flowing creeks made ,especially when the flowing creeks became a gushing flow after a big rain. The girls videos were so cute really sweet. Think my husband feels the same about his twin.
Tipper,
I love creeks and mountain streams…they do call and sometimes I want to go wade again so bad..turn over a few rocks to look for spring lizards and crawdads. The “wanting to” just makes me cry a bit. It is so awfully heartbreaking when you get too old to climb down to the crick…Enjoy every minute today as often as you can…’
Love those radishes…Beautiful! I remember you saying your radishes didn’t do well…We were late planting ours this year however, one is supposed to be able to plant them on and on until real hot weather…
There are some recipes in Mother Earth News for fermenting radishes…I plan on trying them even if I have to buy my radishes…They also have a recipe for those daikon radishes and kimchee…I love new tastes and think that the pickle like flavor these recipes talk about would be great…
Of course love the girls comments and the music !
The warm sun this time of year does entice one outside to play a little prayer to the creator…I rolled out on my porch yesterday after my better half left to go get the car serviced…I took my Hohner Echo harmonic…and played a bit…I don’t like to play it when he is around! LOL The sound on this hill on a sunny day makes one feel better. I barely know how but can pick out tunes, especially tunes of praise. I know its weird to see an old woman playing a harmonica…LOL Long ago sold my piano…
Thanks for this post Tipper. Enjoy this beautiful day…
Tipper I loved your blog post today, just like I do everyday. The best thing, though, was the short interviews with your girls. They must be a delight to be around all the time.
When I was growing up Gills Creek ran at the back of our yard. It was our adventureland as we explored it up and down, dug clay out of its banks to make pinch pots, captured spotted salamanders, and got caught in what we called “quicksand,” pretending to struggle to escape. It was our place of wonder and a true gift to children. Unfortunately, it was prone to flooding with big rains and is now piped in behind that house. A sad outcome for today’s children.
There is something so addictive about sitting or walking beside a creek. The best of poems cannot do the sounds justice. Enjoy your creek every chance you have because sometimes life and circumstances can take these things away. Great that it calls to you, and I can totally understand that bond.
I didn’t really care too much for the Dillards after Briscoe and Charlene left them. Briscoe and his jug were foundation for the group.
I did enjoy the Dillards’ song. My husband and I have been to the Ozarks many times and have loved every visit.
Chitter enticing you to go to the creek pulled at my heart string. I have always loved creeks and streams and I guess they have called to me since I was a young child. I would follow my daddy as he was squirrel hunting and it seemed we always crossed a little creek somewhere. I would love to have just stayed at the creek and explored. Down South at my grandparents the little creeks that ran around their farm had a sand bottom so that when heavy rain came and washed more water down it actually left little ripples in the sand. There is absolutely something calming about water flowing lazily down a creek. Our sons love to fish but I think they are also drawn to the creeks just like me.
My husband of 51 years and I have been to all those states the girls liked and we like them too. We had traced my husband’s father’s maternal line back to 1630 when his 9th great-grandfather, came to Longmeadow, Massachusettes with others to start that town. The questions and answers by the twins was precious.
Delightful! My favorite blog is BLIND PIG AND THE ACORN!
I bought that Dillards album way back in the 70s (I’m guessing). They were really, really good, and that song was another favorite.
We’re still waiting for warm weather up here. It’s been up and down. Hopefully, soon.
I love radishes, too. Those look fantastic.
I think after I mow grass, today, I may walk to the creek myself.
I LOVE radishes!! Looking at that pic made my mouth water. Congratulations on a good crop!
I understand the hope your girls can grow up (have already) without losing a streak of child-likeness. There should be, it seems to me, a name for that change when adult responsibilities dull some of our sensibilities. Or maybe a song anyway.
Those look like Cherry Belle radishes. They liked the rain this year. I grow them to give away. If I eat any I am the only one who does at my house.
The Whole World Round song sounds kinda like me except I don’t want to be 100 miles from a wagon road, 10 miles might be about right. It also reminds me of the story about Daniel Boone that he would move if he could see his neighbor’s smoke. It makes me shudder to think of living 30 feet from a house on each side. It is maybe 100 feet to the nearest house here and that is way too close.
I think your girls must be pretty much entertaining to be around as a general thing, bless their hearts.
What a fun post! I do have to say I really love radishes. I used to eat them with salt but I know that salt isn’t the healthiest thing. Now I still eat them only plain. Well, I do salt the last one a tiny bit. Don’t tell.
Lately I have heard about people roasting radishes. I really can’t imagine that, I might try a few sometime though. I am just curious.
Once the greens were just too pretty to throw away. I checked it out and they are fine to eat. I add the leaves to other salad greens. I think the flavor is too intense for me to eat more than a few of the greens all by themselves.
My creek is right here in the yard and I escape there often. There is just something so very soothing about water, especially moving water! I have always loved water.
I love radishes too, Tip, always have.
Your right, that’s a really nice song by the Dillards.
I love the girls questions and answers, it sure tells a lot about them!