Fall Sores and Dew Poisoning
PinnacleCreek left this comment on yesterday’s post about dog days: “Caught you late, and had to post since you are…
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Dog Days in Appalachia
Have you ever heard of dog days? I’ve heard about them all my life. They occur in the latter part…
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Ruminations on an Old Rocking Chair
Jim Casada sent me this piece he wrote about his Grandpa Joe after my recent post about rocking chairs. Grandpa…
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Growing Green Beans in Southern Appalachia
The Deer Hunter and I have been knee deep in green beans 🙂 Green beans play a huge role in…
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Hollow Poplar
The girls learned the old-time fiddle tune “Hollow Poplar” during a class they took at John C. Campbell Folk. It’s…
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Rockin’ Chairs
“Uncle Billy McCoy, who counts his years at two past a hundred, figures there’s nothing like a rocking chair for…
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Adding ‘ed’ to Words that Don’t Need Them
Sometimes in Appalachia we like to ad ‘ed’ to words that don’t need them. Examples that come to mind: I…
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Mountain Dance and Folk Festival Performance
We had a great time playing at the 2019 Mountain Dance and Folk Festival last weekend. Everyone treated us nice…
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A Sight Of
“There was a sight of rocks where we grew a garden. Poppa had us stack them along the edges of…
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Dying Queen Anne’s Lace
Queen Anne’s Lace dots the roadsides and fields with white where I live. According to legend, Queen Anne was tatting…
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Fried Corn
I rarely make fried corn, but I have good memories of it from childhood. My Mamaw used to make it….
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Jamming with Old Friends
On Friday the girls and Paul got together with some old friends to make music. Wayde Powell II was a…
