Things My Mother Used to Say

I think we all come to that moment when we open our mouths and utter words that we suddenly, unexpectedly recognize as . . . our mother’s. They’re the phrases she used over and over until we really didn’t hear them anymore. Except they’re...

Appalachian Thursday–Blackberry Winter

This past weekend I noticed that the blackberry brambles were swelling with buds and thought to myself that Blackberry Winter would likely be along any day. Well, yesterday started in the mid 40s and today the high is supposed to be 55 after a stretch of 70s and even...