Hubby and I were having our Appalachian delicacy which we enjoy on Mondays. This one tradition keeps us anchored to our childhood homes,...

It was 1939 when Daddy decided to leave North Carolina and go to Coalwood. He was 20 yrs old then. George L. Carter’s mining business...

It had to be said. It was important that I documented my memoir. My love of my childhood home was worthy to be noted and the evidence was...

The dawn of a new day is breaking through the fading gray color of nighttime. I opened the door to the deck out back before daylight and...

When seasons change, I find myself taking a sentimental journey to surround myself with the warmth that memories from long ago bring. And...

Every time the full moon emerges and lights the deck behind my house, I remember... I developed a habit many years ago of rising early in...

Enjoying my morning coffee, while stirring nostalgia, as I think about my Momma setting the aluminum percolator with glass insert on the...

Getting dressed for summertime visitors. February has moved to another year, but March has arrived with songs and colors that break...

The aroma of Banana nut bread has filled my kitchen and mingled with the Black Silk brew of Folgers. An intense reminder of the changing season. Fall has arrived and brought vivid reminders of the beauty that accompanies the results that will be on display. Making molasses and apple butter and gathering pumpkins will be offered. I began clearing the veggie patch of tomato and pepper plants and bean vines, each of them have made beautiful contributions to my meals this year an

.   October. A fall morning. And I was in my kitchen before six o’clock preparing space on the counter to roll out fried pie dough. Usually there are various kinds of randomly placed items to get out of the way…pens, note pad, sticky notes, the bread box.  In the process there was an overlooked coupon that I had not placed in my billfold. I picked that up, checked the expiration date which was still good. So got the billfold out, and before placing the coupon behind the coup

Rich with memories. The sounds of childhood echo from the earth beneath and warm my heart with sounds of home. Spiderwort plant. Sixty...

Thinking of time passages and our changing world through the years. I took a quick sentimental journey this morning through my files to...

Beauties that Grace the Yard When I want to wrap myself with thoughts of spring and warm weather, in my endearing Appalachia I go to my archived files and choose a favorite. meet some of my friends Wanted to introduce you to some of the beauties that grace the yard each spring. Maggie stands out front by the wooden fence, slowly dressing in petals of white and her fragrance, like designer perfume is carried on the gentle breezes to the deck on the back of our house. Daphne,

I have an old feed sack, cotton petticoat that was found on an excursion to an abandoned community. Rubble was everywhere and in the...

Winter, vivid pictures of years past come into view. Bring your coffee and join me for a few minutes if you will and walk into the...

It had to be said. It was important that I document my memoir. My love of my childhood home was worthy to be noted and the evidence was slipping away. First, the demand for coal was decreasing. Then the destructive weather had caused flooding on two separate occasions. The floods and the economic decline gave reason to families for moving away. Gathering Memories Some years had passed and I needed to visit the place of my childhood and gather and re-live the memories. Two ro

Tonight while the blustery winds of winter are howling around my house, I needed to get away to a warmer place for a few moments as I did...

…and an old ’52 Ford pickup truck. Crossed telephone lines. One summer night. Listening to the radio as the deejay took requests and dedications for songs --- We didn’t know it then, but we were given a life sentence to serve together and it began in ’64. Our story begins from a phone call in the house on the side of the mountain. There wasn’t even a rotary dial on the phone I was using, in fact, there were no push buttons either. Nor was a private phone line available in the

Maggie, our lovely Magnolia tree has shed her leaves to prepare for another fragrant spring of lovely white petals. So, We decided to get...

I discovered that previous photos of my kitchen, culinary works should have a page of their own. I have, for over 60 years, prepared my families' meals from scratch. And this requires regular shopping and selecting food items that are interchangeable for a variety of dishes. Preparing for Chicken Burritos Sauteed sweet orange, red and yellow peppers and purple onions. And these will go on the chicken and then be topped by Guacamole, Picante sauce and sour cream. Mom's kitche