Country Life – Then and Now

Here’s to offering  many thanks to a dear friend who insisted that I had to meet Miss Julia.  In case you don’t know what I’m talking about – it’s a series of books written by Ann B. Ross about a fictional character called Miss Julia.  Miss Julia is a very out spoken southern lady who…

Long winter nights with little on TV these senior citizens enjoy, we’ve spent many evenings listening to the various Gaither recordings.  We’ve been caught short-handed in that we got a new TV last year and can’t use the VCR with it.  We now have a DVD player, but with few DVD’s.  We are slowly working…

It was a day much looked forward to and had been in the planning for months.  October 15 was a day to be anticipated – especially by the One I Love Best. Some years back our girls wanted to join the DAR and, of course, had to have everything documented in order to do so. …

Every day here at the Windy Knoll has its own agenda and usually spells “work.”  One would think that two octogenarians would do very little except needlework and/or read and piddle.  Wrong!!  If you remember, John dug our sweet potatoes the first of October and we were so disappointed.  We thought we were getting a…

The gentle breeze moves the leaves of the wild clematis covering our trellis here on the front porch where Sister and I are enjoying twilight together.  Jill must be helping John with the hay moving otherwise she would be here, too –always demanding her share of TLC.  Sister and I are both aware of the…

Recently I received an e-mail about terms used only by southerners; I’ve borrowed a few and then added some of my own, Only a Southerner knows the difference between a hissie and a conniption — you don’t have ‘em, you pitch em. How many turnip greens, peas, beans, collard greens and fish does it take…

Hay baling today is a far cry from how it was done many years ago.  Back then, beans called something like O Two Ten were planted for hay and in the fall the beans were cut.  The mower was pulled by a team of mules and then beans were raked — the rake was pulled…