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

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

The dreaded squash bugs have already found my cucumbers! I picked several off yesterday. I’m going to have to make…

Ila helping Mary with her slingshot I registered for the nature studies class months ago. I didn’t tell Paul about…

Today’s post was written by Paul. In the mid 90’s, I attended the University of North Carolina in Asheville to…

Mom saved seeds from every plant in her garden, including flowers. I don’t recall her ever buying any seeds at…

When I was a girl the kids in the holler often played outside together in a gang that ranged from…

The tame blackberries we had growing above the house have about all died out. We built the bed and planted…

Blackberry blooms near the big garden Some of my fondest memories of family are at blackberry picking time. I thought my…

Late of an evening you can often find us sitting in the shed. Sometimes we’re joined by Paul, Austin, and…

I have a hay-making story I think your readers would appreciate. We recently had a week-long revival. Our pastor, who…

Good Morning, Acorns! This week at a thrift store, I found a wonderful old cookbook from 1949 called “The Bergen…

We are forecasted to get much needed rain for the next several days. I am so thankful! The first bit…