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Memories of Autumn

The month of October brings with it many things near and dear to my heart. Nature itself comes alive with color, flaunting a myriad of heartwarming hues, among them the rosy reds of the Sugar Maples and the shades of orange (and more recently, white) donned by the pumpkins being sold roadside, each with its own personality. It is my favorite time of year. The sound of leaves scattering with the breeze and the satisfying crunch you are awarded when...

Eclectic Asheville

For our viewers who don’t enjoy the chilling side of Asheville, we’d like to offer a glimpse into its softer, more artistic undercurrent. West Asheville, in particular, has experienced a renaissance. Artist studios now inhabit once-vacant industrial buildings, including the Cotton Mill, dating back to 1893. This area is now known as the River Arts District….and for good reason. Workshops and galleries dot the streets and alleyways. Graffiti is also commonplace here, but only seems to complement the colorful vibe.  We...

School Daze

A visit to Green Hills Elementary School always brings a whirlwind of emotion. It is the epicenter of so many fond childhood memories. Fall festivals, Christmas programs, school dances, and field days experienced here were so idyllic that upon my recollection of them, they don’t seem real at all, but instead a part of some movie I don’t remember the name of. It was here I first concluded I wanted to be a writer after receiving a “Distinguished” score on...

My Old Southeastern Kentucky Home

Change can be a double-edged sword. When travelling home to Harlan County, I can see the elements of its evolution taking place. A new Family Dollar store now sits in place of the store once run by my great uncle, Clyde. Daddy stopped in most mornings before dropping me off at school to pick up my champion breakfast of beef jerky. Our family often indulged in Hunt Brother’s Pizza baked in the restaurant in back and attended many holiday meals in...

KY-876 to KY-595: Richmond to Kirksville

When I first met Richard, I was on my own for the first time in my life and finding my way, as well as finding myself. I remember Richard placing my camera tripod near the living room window and saying, “I am going to put this here so you will see it and be inspired to get out and take pictures.” This act was the beginning of a bond we have cultivated over many miles and tanks of gas. It was also a stepping...

Schneider’s Sweet Shop–Bellevue, KY

When Richard first informed me about Schneider’s Sweet Shop and their legendary “Ice Balls”, I was immediately intrigued. Describing it, he had explained “it’s like ice cream inside a snow cone”. Well, how can life get much better than that, right? He went on to tell me that three generations of his family had visited the candy shop since it’s beginning in 1939. His grandmother had begun the tradition with his mother who later passed it along to him. It is now our...

Big Creek and Tyner

Our discovery of Big Creek and Tyner, KY on 421 in Leslie County was, as often is, an accident. Wrong turns are good friends of ours. This little wisp of a town is almost too small to label as such. It seems “community” is a better fit. Nevertheless, it was the perfect destination on a lazy Sunday afternoon. Country stores seem to be commonplace here, as though every family in residence has decided to try their hand at it at some point over the years, some succeeding, some...

Ravenna Graded School

It is so saddening to see old school buildings in decay, places once so full of the laughter of children, now sitting dormant, as if awaiting an untimely demise. Inside them is an overflow of history and memories for the many students who attended as well as the faculty and staff who once offered them guidance. In the case of the Ravenna Graded School in Estill County, that legacy dates back to 1927. Along with all the nostalgia is the...

Church on 89 North

Our attention is always captured by little white churches, especially when they are accompanied by cemeteries. The headstones add a touch of solitude that would not be present otherwise. While travelling on 89 North on this particular gloomy day, we passed along the backside of this small place of worship in the country. It seemed picture-perfect anchored by a beautiful tree, its limbs outstretched above the rusted-tin roof. It was so picturesque from this perspective, in fact, that we didn’t...

Clover Bottom

Travelling the backroads, we are often witness to artifacts from a bygone era such as this old country store, which we deemed perfect for our first blog post. Nature has transformed this small empty building into a work of art, from the weathered paint to the vines stretching up and across in braids. Inside the windows are relics left behind by the last owners. An old grapevine wreath, devoid of decoration, graces the window to the right of the door, while a tiny American flag hangs tattered...