“Soon the summer will be ended; and the harvest will be o’er.” (Song by Lorenzo Cook) “The harvest is past,...
Read moreThe days are growing a little shorter, and in summer’s melody there can be heard a sad note of fall...
Read more“If the first week of August is unusually warm—the coming Winter will be snowy and long.” “For every fog in...
Read moreMidsummer heat blankets our hills, as July slips away into the past. August is ready to enter, with her...
Read moreIt’s another hot July day, but the morning is deliciously cool. Let’s go blackberry pickin’ while the dew is still...
Read moreHot and full-blown, summer comes breathlessly into the hills. She blows her sultry breath over the countryside, coaxing the gardens...
Read moreMidsummer heat beams down up the hills now, and we are surrounded by green hills, green meadows and green lawns....
Read moreIndependence Day and America’s birthday is almost upon us. The spacious skies above our hills stretch out blue and almost...
Read moreToday is West Virginia’s birthday, and I am pondering the reason why God chose to put me in this particular...
Read moreFathers come in all sorts of shapes and sizes—short, tall, curly hair, no hair, old, young, skinny, stout, etc.—but one...
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