Appalachia Through My Eyes – Childhood Summers
Snap shot of summer in Appalachia 2019: riding bikes, learning about the garden, helping in the garden, listening to your…
Snap shot of summer in Appalachia 2019: riding bikes, learning about the garden, helping in the garden, listening to your…
The maple trees have put on their pretty spring garments in my area of Appalachia. For the last two weeks…
A few weeks back I was asked to talk to students and parents at a local school about being a…
Galax is Appalachia’s own Valentine. If you go stogging around in the woods this time of the year you’re bound…
“The way I speak tells the world who I am. When the language of Appalachia springs forth from my lips…
It’s been over 15 years since my aunt shared a start of her Japanese Anemones with me. I have them…
Paul, Chatter, Chitter, Tipper – June 2018 Martins Creek These days The Pressley Girls get paid to play music. When…
Granny Gazzie’s rose is in full bloom and perfuming my yard with it’s sweet scent. I have it growing in…
Ever since Chitter started setting creek rocks in silver you can’t keep her out of the Stamey Branch. Seems like…
My typical work day mostly consists of me sitting behind a desk pecking away on a computer. Yesterday I enjoyed…
They came to an old clearing, with its log cabin long since a mere heap of brown mold under a…
Papaw Wade I don’t know if the phrase build him up would be considered Appalachian or not. I do know…