Another Spring arrives in Appalachia. It’s 2020. Both of my grandmothers reside in Heaven now, but the early flowers, budding trees, and frosty mornings bring remembrance of these two pioneer ladies. Strong as bark on a tree, yet as gentle […]
Another Spring arrives in Appalachia. It’s 2020. Both of my grandmothers reside in Heaven now, but the early flowers, budding trees, and frosty mornings bring remembrance of these two pioneer ladies. Strong as bark on a tree, yet as gentle […]