As soon as I saw the title “Four and Twenty Blackbirds,” the little ditty started playing in my head: “Sing a song of sixpence, A pocket full of rye, Four and twenty blackbirds Baked in…
Uncovering Our History Through The Relics Left Behind
As soon as I saw the title “Four and Twenty Blackbirds,” the little ditty started playing in my head: “Sing a song of sixpence, A pocket full of rye, Four and twenty blackbirds Baked in…
The card was advertising free moonshine tastings somewhere in Tennessee. It showed a bright red Mason jar of whole cherries that looked more like canned fruit than illegal whiskey. I’d never heard of or seen…
A trio of mermaids – two small, one medium – were the first ones I saw. They were sitting on the edge of the second level of a table at the auction house, two with their…
Posted in Architecture/Buildings, Folklore, and Gardening
I grew up on a farm in a rural area just outside Macon, GA, where most of the water for cooking and drinking came from a well. My grandfather had erected a faucet near the backyard…
Posted in Culture, Folklore, and Mystery Finds
The words “Jersey Devil” caught my eye as I passed by the plaque during my walk-through of the auction house. That, I thought, must have a very good story behind it. Tours of a place…