Appalachia Through My Eyes – Mamaw’s Sprinkler
We called Pap’s mother Mamaw. By the time I came along there were 7 grandchildren ahead of me so her…

We called Pap’s mother Mamaw. By the time I came along there were 7 grandchildren ahead of me so her…

Most of the time Ruby Sue is a sweet little girl. Although her need for attention sometimes gets on my…

We had the first watermelon of the summer last week and man was it good. If you live in my…

Today’s guestpost was written by Charles Fletcher. Wash Day written by Charles Fletcher If the words, “wash day” were mentioned…

Papaw Tony holding a baby Deer Hunter; Pap holding a baby Tipper; and The Deer Hunter holding Chatter and Chitter…

A few years ago, Miss Cindy and I discovered recipes for making laundry detergent. Neither of us mentioned it to…

Wash on Monday, you’ll have all week to dry; Wash on Tuesday, not so much awry; Wash on Wednesday, not…

Do you like to clean house? Maybe I should rephrase the question-do you like to have a clean house?…

The Foxfire Museum has amazing household items from days gone by-like the mops in this photo. Harder to use than…

Something about Summer always makes me want to clean this place up-you know sort through all the closets, change all…

Fleabane is one of the many daisy like wildflowers that grow in Appalachia. Folklore says the name, fleabane, came about…

The hymn Pass Me Not was written by Fanny J. Crosby (1820-1915). I’ve read two different stories detailing how Crosby…