The Mountain Minor

We are thrilled to host The Mountain Minor filming on the farm.   We appreciate their passion for our  Appalachian region--and for the very authentic and sincere story that the movie relates.  Our farm dog Heidi (aka the dog star!) adored being the center of attention, and our family loved the sound of fiddle music filling up the holler and elevating everyday farm life into a concert.  We are looking so forward to having everyone back in July.  For more information on the film, check out The Mountain Minor website.

Spring on the farm

Spring continues to unfold around us in greens and golds. We are reminded of the Robert Frost poem :

Nature's first green is gold, 
Her hardest hue to hold. 
Her early leafs a flower; 
But only so an hour. 
Then leaf subsides to leaf. 
So Eden sank to grief, 
So dawn goes down to day. 
Nothing gold can stay. 

Wishing all of you happy planting and beautiful beginnings ...

A Real Mountain Woman

A Real Mountain Woman

A real mountain woman is supposed to be tough enough to wring the head off of a chicken and serve the bird up to a whole passel of younguns. She has to know how to use a shotgun, an ax, and an outhouse even as she sings old ballads and tells enchanting tales by the fire at night. In short she’s supposed to be more comfortable with the world the way it was a hundred years ago than the way it is now.