My Grandfather’s Clock
Over the past several weeks, the passage of time has been in my thoughts. The speed with which time passes…
Nearer To Thee
The nearer you are to roses the better they smell. The nearer you are to a turtle…
It’s Lamp Lighting Time In The Valley
We all go back, in our minds, to different moments of time. Happy times, sorrowful times, bittersweet times-doesn’t matter which-at…
Ode to the Outhouse
I only used an outhouse one time. I was about 4 or 5 years old. Pap and I were at…
My Sweet Love Ain’t Around
Rain A Falling Lonesome Sound Poor Heart Is Breaking Start To Ramble Leave This Weary Town Way Too Lonely Now…
Hang Down Your Head Tom Dooley
A few weeks ago I asked for requests for the Pickin’ & Grinnin’ In The Kitchen Spot. Today I’m going…
Monkeys In Appalachia
When one thinks of Appalachia-Monkeys don’t usually come to mind. Although I must admit-I do live with 2 Monkey Girls….
Southern Moon Shine Down Again
The lovely Southern Moon has been shining down on me this week. The moon is synonymous with superstition, wives tales,…
My Native Home
The word Home brings to mind different thoughts and images. Mother seems to be a common thread in the vast…
Paul Picks Down The Escalante
This week’s Pickin’ & Grinnin’ In The Kitchen Spot features Paul’s latest production- Down the Escalante. Paul wrote the song…
Maggie & The Old Mill Pond
Until the mid 1950s folks took their corn, wheat, or rye to a local gristmill to have it ground into…
Pickin & Grinnin In The Kitchen Goes to Peru
In 1913 Daniel Robles wrote a play named El Condor Pasa (The Condor Goes By). The story was set in…