Appalachia Through My Eyes – Skipping Rocks
Have you ever skipped a rock across the water? I learned how to skip rocks at an early age. There…

Have you ever skipped a rock across the water? I learned how to skip rocks at an early age. There…

Many of you may remember last summer was the year The Deer Hunter and I decided we’d grow only heirloom…

Standing in the middle of the creek she said “He’s barking up the wrong tree and he needs to be…

Earlier this summer, B. Ruth shared her go to summer casserole recipe with me. I’ve made it more times than…

One of the stereotypes that Appalachians are often labeled with is- we all have the music making gene. Of course not all of us do….

The lovely Southern Moon has been shining down on me this week. The moon is synonymous with superstition and folklore….

Every other Friday night you can find dirt track racing at it’s best less than 5 miles from our house. I’ve…

All my life I’ve heard Pap talk about ground cherries. He told me they grew wild along side most everyone’s…

Can you see the hornet’s nest? It’s almost as big as a basketball. It’s in a brush pile near our house….

Pap is the first boy in the second row back from the front on the side with the window…

If you find a penny-put it in your shoe for good luck (one of the girls almost wore a hole…

Time for this month’s Appalachian Vocabulary Test-take it and see how you do. Quarrel at Quartering Quare Quinsy Qualmish …