A magical moment worth sharing a million times over – and the biggest video ever made in country music.
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Music Magic
‘My time of year’
Because today is July 15th, which means summer is halfway through, it got us reminiscing about this little classic from War, which peaked at #7 on the Billboard Hot 100 in the Summer of ’76.
…’Cause it’s summer
Summer time is here
Yes it’s summer
My time of year…
Under the Stars…with S’mores
I remember it like it was yesterday. An overnight campout during my little sister’s and my first summer at Camp Skyline Ranch in Mentone, Alabama…and my first bite into a S’more. How was it that our parents somehow failed to expose their 6 kids to America’s easiest and absolute best-tasting dessert? What is it about this 3-ingredient campfire treat that makes even the most erudite adults wax nostalgic about childhood summers? In Dan White’s new camping and travel memoir, Under the Stars, the author, who lives in Santa Cruz, California, devotes pages to the S’more and deservedly so. It’s the object of every camper’s affection and out here at our place we serve them up regularly. In fact, one cold evening last winter, Arielle and I got a craving so strong we made some indoors in front of the Buck Stove in the living room. White gives us the origins of the dessert (tracing it back to a 1927 camping manual called Tramping and Trailing with the Girl Scouts) plus much, errr, s’more on his adventures in nature all across America’s great woods and wilderness. Share your own camping memories and photos now on White’s new Facebook fan page, and you can listen to a special July 4th interview — “How America Fell in Love with Camping” — on Wisconsin Public Radio.
July got here just a little too quickly, don’t you think? So damn the calories — let’s celebrate Summer with gobs of gooey S’mores!
one man’s trash
After a big rain we get excited to re-explore the property, especially if the creek floods. Yes, lots of trash surfaces and we haul out our big bags to do clean-up each time. But we also make some pretty good finds, as stuff buried for years sometimes get unearthed with the flow of rushing water. Of late? Bottles. Like a 1952 Purex bleach bottle made of amber glass and a flask-style liquor bottle from ’71, the year our house was built. (We think that’s a good sign! 😉 ) And then there’s the Civil War-era bottle that once housed Dr. J. Hostetter’s Stomach Bitters, a medicinal tonic sold to soldiers that was made with a variety of herbs and copious amounts of alcohol. We snatched that up at a flea market for $5 and added it to the collection.
What will the spring rains bring? We’ll see!
A description of Dr. Hostetter’s Bitters, United States Almanac 1867…
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Hostetter’s Bitters Dyspepsia’s pangs, that rack and grind |
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no pig smell here!
So thrilled to be a “Peach Pick” on Sweet Peach, a wonderfully inspirational blog devoted to all things Southern. Stylist Libbie Summers weighs in with her favorite gifts for the holidays.
Among her fun and whimsical ideas – including a bird dog zipper tote and one very cool pink leather fringe cuff – Libbie adds our Farm Fresh candle. “This candle is simple – fresh and clean with a little gritty undertone. When I smell it burning, it reminds me of my grandmother Lula Mae’s farm in Missouri…minus the pig smell.” See the full list of Peach Picks here.
