September in Appalachia and the Dying of Summer
In southern Appalachia we’re in that weird time period between summer and fall. We’ve had a few teases of fall,…
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Putting up Time is Over…Well Mostly Over
Our summer bounty of jars Putting up food for this year is pretty much over, and I’m always kind of…
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Too Bad She Don’t Love Me
Every once in a while I get one of the songs Pap and Paul used to do on my mind…
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Bore a Hole Bore a Hole
Chitter and Chatter I have another question for you today. It comes from Margie Bocko. “I have a nine month…
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Hunting Ginseng in Appalachia
I got to thinking about hunting ginseng a couple of weeks ago, oh I never hunted it myself, but I…
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The Sinner was a Swimmer
Today’s guest post was written by J. Wayne Fears. Not all the characters that frequented the remote mountain community of…
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Ground cherries, husk tomatoes, and gooseberries in Appalachia
Do you like ground cherries? I love them! The Deer Hunter and the girls don’t care much for them, but…
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Nicknames
I’m into nicknames…not hard to guess since mine overtook my real name a long time ago. In case you haven’t…
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Flumlolly!
A few month’s back Sheila, a Blind Pig reader, left a comment about the word flumlolly. I emailed her to…
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Ages and Ages Ago
Last week I had the old Gene Autry song “Ages and Ages Ago” on my mind. I’m not sure if…
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Riddle 27
I’m sharing another riddle from “Way Down Yonder on Troublesome Creek Appalachian Riddles & Rusties” by James Still. “Black as…
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Meet Richard Carter, traditional wood carver
I recently interviewed my dear friend Richard Carter. I’m sharing the video in today’s post. Richard and I discussed his…
