I’m My Own Grandpa
Today’s post was written by Paul. For this story song, I was a little too lazy to type a long…
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Fuzezies?
When we lived in Atlanta in the early 70’s, we’d designate Thursday night around 8 or 9 to watch Johnny…
From the Archives: Burning the Garden in Spring of the Year
March 19, 2016 Thoughts of burning off the garden brings back memories for me that are so sharp and real that I…
Tomatoes We Are Growing This Year
Even though the cold wind has been blowing through the holler we planted our tomato seedlings. The Deer Hunter was…
A Tiny Broken Heart
Today’s post was written by Paul. For this installment in this year’s story song series, Katie joined me on a…
Blooming Daffodils
Yes, there are daffodils blooming now at my new home in the mountains. I think they were probably planted here many years…
Determined to Quilt
“Before Etta passed on in 1929, she made a quilt for each of her surviving children. This quilt was made…
Life to Go
Today’s post was written by Paul. I figured…why not one more Stonewall Jackson song for this year’s Story Song Series?…
Bloodroot – Harbinger of Spring
Yesterday I noticed a true harbinger of spring making its appearance out in the yard—bloodroot. I just love everything about…
The Rewards of Dirt
Most of my family did not inherit that deep love for garden soil, but I certainly did. No matter the…
Idea, Ideal, Idee
Tipper says ideal for idea idea noun Variant forms ideal, idear, idee, ider, idey, idy (forms sometimes have stress on…
Appalachia Through My Eyes – The Forgotten Chair
Things are looking mighty different in Wilson Holler. The work of beating back the woods to allow more sunshine on…