Appalachia Through My Eyes – It’s A Jungle Out There
Late summer days make me long for the first heavy frost. Not because I’m hot-but because I want all the…

Late summer days make me long for the first heavy frost. Not because I’m hot-but because I want all the…

I had a different post to share with you this morning-but I ran into a technical issue. Technology is AMAZING when…

All my life I’ve heard the painful bumps you sometimes get on your tongue are lie bumps. In other words…

Today’s guest poem was written by Don Casada. Where I Come From written by Don Casada Mama served…

Photos by Pat Shumway A few weeks ago, Blind Pig reader Pat Shumway sent me the photos above of a…

Today’s guest poem was written by Ethelene Dyer Jones Where I’m From written by Ethelene Dyer Jones. I am…

Paul, Tipper, and Steve My earliest memory of Tom T. Hall is his classic song The Year That Clayton Delaney Died. My older…

It never failed, when I was a young girl and someone was sweeping around me they’d say “Don’t let me…

Today’s guest poem was written by Kenneth Roper. I Am Of The Mountains written by Kenneth Roper. I am…

Today is Thursday and boy do I have a treat for you. I met Wendy Meyers about 2 years ago….

Today’s guest poem was written by Sheila Nelson. Where I’m From written by Sheila Nelson I am from cast…

All my life I’ve heard the number of fogs in August = the number of big snows we’ll have in…