Appalachia Through My Eyes – A Porch Full Of Music
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….

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 …

Yesterday as I walked through the yard with Granny and Pap I felt a change in the air. I know it’s still…

I was recently interviewed by the Writers Circle-click here to read it. If you’re a writer-you should check out the Writers…

I say chester drawers. Do you say chest of drawers? Over the weekend my cousin said she had a word…

Over yonder in the graveyard Where the wild wild flowers grow Oh there laid my own true lover He’s gone…