Country Life – Then and Now

This is from last year, but I opted to use it again even though some of it is repetitive. I’m heartsick that I can’t have a tree this  year.   I’m wearing a boot, remember. Every year I make the same statement, “I’m not doing this again.”  Then the very next year I find myself…

With all the pretty Christmas trees of today, I can’t help but think of how we did it when I was growing up.  As you already know, I write about old days and old ways.’ All year we would watch for a cedar growing in the area that would make a nice size Christmas tree…

We were coming up the mountain at the Roden Gap when we started talking about the different language  used in this part of the country.  Sand Mountain has a dialect all its own and we are quickly reminded of that when we visit other areas.  One would have to live on a mountain to use…

A Baltimore Bride’s Quilt has been on my list of quilts to make for a long time, but procrastination has always  taken first precedence.   However, one day I discovered a class was to be taught in Huntsville (60 miles away) once a month – making one block each month toward the BB quilt, so I…

For as long as I can remember fundraisers have been around – and they still are.   When I was growing up there were few occasions for people to get together so fundraisers were well attended.  Back then there were such things as Fiddlers Conventions, Popularity contests ,  and such.  I was in the popularity contest…

My how times have changed – even when we talk about cows.  When I grew up on this farm we owned one cow.  In that day and time a cow was a necessity – we depended on the bovine for our milk and butter.  We could even swap the peddler butter for whatever we needed. …