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We harvested our cabbage yesterday. It wasn’t our best crop of cabbage, but it was better than we thought it…

We harvested our cabbage yesterday. It wasn’t our best crop of cabbage, but it was better than we thought it…

July 4, 2023 “When the Glorious Fourth Was a Rip-Snorter” written by John Parris. Joe L. Hartley, The 90-Year Old Apostle…

Last week we went over to Rattler Ford for a few days of camping. The campground is set up for…

Katie’s April 2026 Big Garden Find We always keep an eye out for arrowheads in the big garden and in…

Granny finds symbolism in everything and I mean EVERYTHING. When I was growing up her symbolism got on my last…

Today’s guest post was written by Jim Casada. THOSE WERE THE DAYS: WHERE IS THE BOY WITH THE SLINGSHOT? Recently…

DR. LARRY PROFFITT November 27, 1943 – June 20, 2026 Isaiah 40:31 in the New International Version (NIV) “but those…

In the deep woods, above the old Indian’s ancient cabin of handhewn logs, there was the persistent barking of a…

Growing up in Goshen Valley in Northeast Tennessee, my Grammie Yankee had a cluster of June apple trees on her…

Southern Appalachian Digital Collections Summer grazing on Mountain BaldPrint by North Carolina Museum of HistoryDate: 1906 baldA adjetive See citationsB…

decoration, decoration day noun An occasion on which a family or church congregation gathers on a Sunday to place flowers on the graves…

I’ve never been a fan of hot tea. In fact I downright disliked it. The only person I remember drinking…