When I visit graveyards I look for old headstones-and wonder about the folks who lie beneath them-what their lives were like compared to mine. Customs surrounding death have drastically changed over the last 60 years here in the mountains.
One of the first things to happen after someone died, was the tolling of the bell. The church bell would ring to notify the community someone had died.… Continue
Added by Tipper on October 30, 2008 at 10:59am —
In this season of lengthening shadows-I have 1 to share with you. It is an original poem written by my daughter Chitter. I found 2 self portraits to go along with the poem-I believe she took the photos during the same time period she wrote the poem. You can see what was on her mind.
My shadow is small in size
Perfect in disguise
Stays close behind me
So no one will see
Added by Tipper on October 26, 2008 at 5:00pm —
Are you familiar with the phenomenon of parents scaring their children? Usually this tactic is employed to prevent children from doing something parents wish they would not.
When Papaw and his brothers were small they lived by a set of deep thick woods. Whenever it rained his parents told them, the man with no head walked in the woods. Papaw said they were so scared they would shut all the windows, lock the doors, and hide under the… Continue
Added by Tipper on October 24, 2008 at 10:48am —
Added by Tipper on October 22, 2008 at 10:38am —
Numerous studies are available about fatalism in Appalachia. A few I've read, indicate the first Scotch Irish settlers of Appalachia brought their fatalistic outlook with them, then passed it on to future generations. Others infer the sometimes dim outlook of Appalachians is directly related to their isolated lives and the difficult circumstances surrounding them. I personally believe, it's a little bit of both.…
Added by Tipper on October 19, 2008 at 4:15pm —
Today is Blog Action Day 2008, the sponsored topic is Poverty. As I thought about poverty, I felt inadequate to write about the subject. I've truly lived a rich life-not in monetary ways-but in all the ways that count.
My mind was drawn back to the stories I've heard from my elders-days with one pair of shoes per year, not much food and sharing beds for warmth against cold nights-hard times that drew mountain families closer together for survival.…
Added by Tipper on October 15, 2008 at 4:00pm —
Since cooler weather has arrived in Appalachia-the girls have been enjoying one of their favorite pastimes-gomming in the mud.
All you need is-water, dirt, willing hands, and an imagination. Just look at some of their creations-
-a flower mud pate with leaf garnish,
Added by Tipper on October 14, 2008 at 11:18am —
Pap's father, Wade, was an old time Baptist Preacher (thats him above with Paul).
Pap heard him tell a story about a lad who made a small boat during one of his sermons.
The lad placed the boat in a rushing stream to see if it would float. As the wind began to blow, the boat was taken from his reach. He frantically tried to rescue… Continue
Added by Tipper on October 12, 2008 at 5:00pm —
When Pap was about 9 years old, he had a favorite hideout. (thats him above in the overalls)
Up the ridge from his house he built a lean-to. He would spend his free time there building fires and sometimes baking potatoes in the coals.
One fall moonlit night, without telling anyone, Pap slipped off after supper, headed to his… Continue
Added by Tipper on October 9, 2008 at 11:32am —
Have you ever seen the countryside
when leaves were turning red
the fields of grass the shades of brown
the trees look like their dead
the chilling winds come closer as
the sun is… Continue
Added by Tipper on October 7, 2008 at 12:11pm —
Summer has supplied a bumper crop of pears in our area. Thankfully-I had access to more than a few.
Granny's Pear Preserves recipe has been handed down through her family. I like it-because it's tasty-and so easy to make.
First peel the pears, Next quarter, slice into slivers-as big or as small as you like
Place in bowl,… Continue
Added by Tipper on October 7, 2008 at 12:00pm —
Over the past week, I've noticed folks working up their second cutting of hay. Getting in that last little bit to feed their stock over the winter.
In my area, if there are three cuttings of hay during the summer, farmers are very pleased. This summer and last summer, folks were lucky if they got two cuttings-many only got one.
Our mountain holler is nestled behind a 2500 acre… Continue
Added by Tipper on October 1, 2008 at 12:13pm —