Appalachia Through My Eyes – My First Apple Harvest
A few years ago Miss Cindy bought me 3 apple trees for Mother’s Day: a mutsu, a fuji, and an…
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Appalachia Through My Eyes – Fruit Flies
I’ve been having an on going fight with fruit flies. Last week I had to leave town for a few…
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Queen Of The Meadow
Eupatoriadelphus-fistulosus better known as Queen of the Meadow is in full bloom along the roadsides and banks where I live….
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Appalachia Through My Eyes – Granny’s Porch
Granny’s porch: flowers so tall they’ve completely covered one set of steps; jars of kraut waiting to be carried…
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Appalachia Through My Eyes – Share Your Blossoms
Wisdom from Foxfire: “If you don’t share your blossoms, your flowers won’t grow; if you don’t share your bread, your…
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Appalachia Through My Eyes – Be Your Ownself
Chatter and Chitter have always danced to the beat of their own drum. I wish I could take credit for…
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Appalachia Through My Eyes – Chopping Wood
Spit in your hand when chopping wood for good luck ~Appalachian Folklore The Deer Hunter came into some free wood…
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Appalachia Through My Eyes – A Change Is Coming
We’ve experienced the hottest weather of the summer over the last week or so. But even in the heat I…
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Appalachia Through My Eyes – Barefooted
barefoot, barefooted adjective 1939 Hall Coll. Copeland Creek TN I’ve waded the snow knee-deep just as barefooted as I ever…
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Appalachia Through My Eyes – Greasy Back Beans
greasy back bean, greasy bean noun A crescent-shaped green bean with a shiny shell. Same as creaseback, turkey bean. 1996…
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Appalachia Through My Eyes – Cold In July…What?
Brasstown was a chilly 49 degrees yesterday morning. We also had a chilly morning or two during the week of…
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Appalachia Through My Eyes – Of An Evening
evening: [n. afternoon] Evening, in the mountains, begins at noon instead of at sunset (B370). ~Smoky Mountain Voices —————— Of…
