Weather Report from Eskey's Ridge... Just went out on the porch and now I know exactly what the old folks meant when they said, "Them clouds is heavy with snow..." Or my mother would say, "On the wind's breath rides the smell of snow." Or as the Old Man is out there singing, "Gonna be a cold time in the old town tonight!" I laughed out loud when he did a little shuffle across the porch in my direction. "Think you got the words mixed up, Old Man. It's "hot time int he old town tonight." He actually swept his hat off and gave me an old-timey bow! "Not on this day and night, Missy! I've decided to let loose here in this part of the world. I've just been a teasing all of youn'se up to now. It's a gonna SNOW!" I grinned at him and let my eyes move across the valley toward the big mountains. "Yep. I reckon it is. Coming up from the south, too. Daddy always said that was where we got our big snows from." The Old Man stepped off the porch and leaned his head back to study the sky. "Well, your Daddy was right. Them old folks could tell you young folk a thing or two about this weathering business. They knew a lot more than these folks on that there television with all their fancy, dandy weather pre-dicting machines and such. Now take for instance when you was talking before about Ground Hog Day. Bet you didn't know they moved it?" I laughed. "Yep. I do know 'they' moved it... from February 14th to the 2nd. That upset my Breaddaddy a lot, you know? He quarreled about it when I was little. He said, "How are we supposed to know how much more winter we have to deal with if they're gonna mess with Ground Hog's Day? And then they up and made it something called Valentine's Day! What a nerve some people have about them!" So, on this morning of snow riding on the wind's breath, I remembered Breaddaddy... my grandfather. He was the one that rode all the way to Chicago with E.Y. Ponder to bring back a hit man and held a gun on him for over 24 hours while Sheriff Ponder drove back to Madison County.... Tough customers those old mountain people were - God bless all of them! So... stay warm and safe out there, my dearest dears and let's all have a thought or two about those 'tough old birds' that live and breathe in our heart's memories. I would sure love to hear one of your stories... There ain't gonna be much else to do today as the Old Man is out there whooping and hollering about conjuring up snow! Love, love. love all y'all! xoxo SK

Weather report from Eskey's Ridge... I reckon I'm recovering from the worst head cold I've ever had! Andrew had it first - perhaps caught on the plane back from South America? It was NO fun and I'm only now starting to feel better... The Old Man and I have hollered at each other through closed windows but he's strutting proud out on the porch this morning. I just hollered and said, "Your weathering time is growing short, Old Man!" He belly laughed! "Missy, we'll just see about that." He's really cutting didoes out on the Ridge... You know, I am so tired of winter! I keep reminding myself that it won't be long before I'll be going out that door to work in my garden and my flowers. What pleasure it will be to start mowing the upper and lower forty... Please remind me of that when I start whining about all the grass I have to cut! But, for right now, I will wait to see what the Old Man can conjure up. A pretty big snow wouldn't hurt my feelings a'tall. I love the quiet that comes with a big feather tick snow... I really do... But he just better hold off on that dang bone chilling cold! I truly hope we've left the biggest part of that behind. Uh-oh! Now he's outside bellowing about how hungry he is because he's working up a big appetite... Anyone out there willing to fix biscuits and gravy for the Old Coot this morning? It won't be me that feeds him! Love and hugs out to all my dearest dears. Blessings and peace to each and every one of you this winter morning.... Oh, I am praying for that red haired girl to come waltzing in here a bit early! xoxo SK
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Weather Report from Eskey's Ridge... Woke early this morning and it certainly was colder than yesterday! I went out barefoot to get wood and just as I was loading the last stick in my arms a voice behind me said, "Morning, Missy!" I dumped the wood and turned toward the Old Man with my fists on my hips. "Well, we were all wondering when you'd make your way back down to this part of the world." He reached up and grabbed his hat off his head. "I had business a bit further up the road but I've got that piece of weathering done so figured I'd stop by to see if you might be considering some gravy and..." His voice sort of trailed off when he saw the look on my face. "I know everybody is wanting me out of the way of that red-headed gal but it's still my weathering time. Look at your calendar, Missy. It's just the 4th day of February! Why I recall in 1961 they was a foot of snow fell here on this very day!" I could've bit 10 penny nails in half. "If you pull such a trick as that Old Man, I'll be waiting for you with my shotgun the next time you show your face around here. And I mean that!" He did a little soft shoe shuffle on the porch and danced his way out into the yard. I felt the temperature fall about 5 degrees and my feet were now like plugs of ice. "Now don't you go threatening me. This is my season and I mean to make my kind of weathering right on through the end of March. You know that ground hog saw his shadow day before yesterday and went scooting back into his hole!" I started loading my arms with wood again and didn't say another word. He's right, you know? I'd forgotten all about Ground Hog's Day! Did any of you remember? Sigh and sigh some more. Love and hugs out to all y'all from a foggy, wet and sort of dismal Eskey's Ridge... Psssssst - That ground hog scooting only gives the Old Man 6 more weeks.... Yiiiippppeeee! xoxo SK

Weather Report from Eskey's Ridge... "They's a warm spell that comes around the first part of February... A respite from the bone chilling cold. It's a glimmer of hope and a promise, grandbaby. Folks in this part of the world calls it False Spring." These were the words I heard clear as a bell this morning when I stood on the porch before daylight... I took a deep breath of the rain soaked air and smiled. I feel so very blessed that my heart's ear can recall all those precious voices from my childhood... I whispered, "False Spring..." Right then a sweet voice from behind the house began to sing and my heart lifted with the sound! She didn't come to sit with me but she's on the Ridge. I listened to her running footsteps as she moved from one place to another... This might not be the real spring, my dearest dears, but it is our promise. Spring will come and it won't be as long in the coming as it has been! Love out to each and every one of you on this morning of hope and peace. The house is quiet - - Andrew has been gone for a week now and I've missed him. But there is something to be said for content solitude. I love all y'all... xoxo SK

Weather Report from Eskey's Ridge... Just got home from spending the night at Judy Rhodes' house. It's mighty quiet here in the little house that Jim built. I built a fire and the monitor is purring away. As I was coming up the driveway, it was spitting snow & snizzling rain but now the sun is out. Didn't see hide nor hair of the old man so that's a good sign. More weather reporting from the Ridge later... Love out to all y'all from a content old soul here in Madison County... xoxo SK
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Weather Report from Eskey's Ridge... It was warmer on the porch at 5:15 this morning than it was when I went to bed last night. I hope the 'weathering folks' are right and it gets up into the 40s later. I am slap worn out with this mess and yep, I know it's the end of January. The Old Man was no where to be seen this morning but I found out he's been spending some time up in Ohio where my cousin, Genny Lee lives! Love out to all my friends and family up in the midwest and northwest. We're cold here in western NC but we ain't seen anything like what they're suffering there. If you see the Old Man do not tell him I'm thinking biscuits and gravy.... xoxo SK

Weather Report from Eskey's Ridge... Well, the Old Man is dancing about on the Ridge this morning. He was right tickled to see me out getting in wood. "So, Missy, you been under the weather?" If you could've seen the look I gave him it would've curled ten penny nails... I got sick on Wednesday and I reckon it went to walking pneumonia pretty quick. I wheeled around on him and there he stood with his hat in his hand and, I must say, a right tender look on his face. "I have and if you don't knock off this really cold weather I just might have to rethink all the times I've given you biscuits and gravy and coffee and cornbread!" He actually scuffed the porch floor with his gnarly old work boots. "Well, it is sort of my weathering time and I'm just doing what comes natural." I couldn't help it... I picked up a big piece of hickory and chucked it at him. And, he broke to run! So.... There will probably be snow on the Ridge before nightfall. Hope all my dearest dears out there are Going It! Love and hugs from Eskey's Ridge. Lordy me... it sure has been cold and I don't think that's going to change anytime soon! Oh how I miss that red-haired girl!!! xoxo SK

Weather Report from Eskey's Ridge... This very second it is 2 degrees on my kitchen porch! The Old Man is out there raising Cain! There's 4 inches of fresh, powder-fine snow on the ground and the view from the porch is stunning as you can see from mine and Andrew's pictures. But it is so COLD... 'killing cold' as Mama called it. Here in the little house that Jim built, it's warm and cozy. Andrew and I have been up talking since well before dawn.... What a blessing my son is in my life.... 
When I stepped out to take the picture, that Old Man was on the front porch in a whirling snow shower. "Good morning, Missy! Just look at my handiwork. Ain't we having a grand time?" With chattering teeth I said, "Oh but yes! I wouldn't have it any other way, Old Man." And, I wouldn't. I remember my mother's slender hands 'comforting' a fire into being. I recall my grandmother's ropey blue-veined hands loading the big Home Comfort cook stove and oatmeal in a speckled blue enamel bowl. In my heart's eyes, I can see my daddy's gnarled from hard work hands coaxing well placed kindling into a roaring blaze. 
Every single time Mama built a fire she reminded me that good fire building was an art that took time and patience. Daddy built a fire like he lived life - fast and with gusto. But, it's Mama's hands that I remember with tenderness. I reckon that's the way of the heart, my dearest of dears. What is that old saying...? Something like "The hand that rocks the cradle..." Here's to all those beautiful hands that have rocked all those cradles! Love and great big hugs out to all y'all... Get out there and Go It on this day and live it hard... It's the only one we got. I love y'all...... Oh... the Old Man just started hollering about biscuits and gravy. Maybe I'll surprise him here in a bit - - and maybe not! xoxo SK

Weather Report from Eskey's Ridge... Just outside to bring in wood and the smell of snow rides on the air. Yesterday while I was outside I had a very brief visit from that red-haired girl. I was sitting in the porch swing when I heard "Pssssssst," from around the corner of the house. I turned and there she was! "What are you up to, young'un? I know it's warm and sunny today but don't you know what's coming for us in just a few hours?" All that red hair danced around her head as it bobbed back and forth. "Oh I reckon I DO know what is coming. I just wanted to let you know that I'm heading for much sunnier climes. That Old Man has worked himself into a Big Blow! It's going to be cold and windy and snow..." I patted her arm. "Well honey, it's winter time.... The time of the Hunger Moon is coming up quick. In this part of the world, we sort of expect this time of year to be just this way." She gave a big sigh. "They's lots of folks saying the same thing. I reckon they's just no place for me in these parts..." Her hair settled about her pretty little face and she looked so sad. "Don't be so down in the dumps. Why, in late March or early April all manner of folks will be out calling your name and you'll come rolling back in here and every step you take will bring such joy to all our hearts! You go where it's warm... we'll cuss and moan about the Old Man but we'll be singing your praises." I gave her slumped shoulders another pat and said softly, "Go on now..." And with a tiny little smile she swirled into the bright blue of the sky and was gone. There was no sign of the Old Man when I went out to bring in wood. But he's on his way. As soon as it gets daylight I'm going out to the wood shed and lay up as much wood as I can on the porch. I'll let you know what and all that old coot has to say for himself as soon as he shows up. Love and hugs from a quietly waiting Eskey's Ridge. Be ready for him, my dearest dears. April is coming but it's going to be an interesting 3 months! xoxo SK

Weather Report from Eskey's Ridge... The moon was not a bashful moon last night. It was bold and bright as it rose above the mountain across the valley from the little house that Jim built. I sat on the porch swing for a long time watching it move up above the ridge line into the waiting arms of the big oak's branches off to the side of the house. In its silver light I saw the smoke from the fire diving straight for the ground and thought, "There will be snow before daybreak..." That's what all the folks from my childhood always said. And like a child, I was up and down all night long, peeping out into the bright night waiting... I'm still waiting for the snow. The night passed cloudless and still and just magically beautiful.... I think I'll go down and see if that Old Man is out and about this morning. Good morning all my dearest dears!! I'll keep you posted as to the unfolding of that possibility of snow - I just hope the Old Man has had his biscuits and gravy!!! xoxo SK

Weather Report from Eskey's Ridge... The rain woke me last night and I lay in bed listening to the pattering on the roof. It's been very quiet on the Ridge for the last couple of days. The Old Man is out and about - he must've found some biscuits and gravy somewhere! It's snizzling rain here and 39 degrees on the kitchen porch. Not my favorite kind of weather but it'll do, I reckon. I've been battling off a cold all week and think I've finally turned the corner. Hope all y'all are out there Going It! More to come from the Ridge when that Old Man shows up! Love and hugs from a peaceful and quiet little slice of western North Carolina... xoxo SK

Weather Report from Eskey's Ridge... 2 degrees on the kitchen porch this morning. And the snow is still on the ground. Last night the half moon set the whole world a'dazzle... tiny rainbows and glowing mist as far as my eye could see. My little wood stove is being helped by the monitor heater but I bet you if a feller sat up and loaded wood into the stove about every couple hours, that little critter would heat the house up just fine. I was tired last night since I'd been up the night before fretting about the cold... Everything takes about three times longer to do when it's this cold. According to the Old Man this is not the coldest it has gotten in my part of the world, either. "Why in 1985, my weathering brought temperatures of -18!" I peered out at him from my layers of thermal underwear, flannel shirt, wool sweater and heavy coat. "How about we not strive to break our record, Old Man." He laughed. "You sure look a sight all bundled up that a'way!" I laughed, too. "I reckon I do. You look all spruced up this morning, though!" He did a little back step and jumped up and clicked his heels together. "For an Old Man, you sure get feisty during all this cold," I said from beneath my several layers. He cocked his old derby hat forward over one eye and winked at me with the other. "Oh there's gonna be more of my weathering than you can shake a stick at, Missy. You just wait... Hold up, there. Where you running of too? I'm still talking to you." I just sailed through the door with my arms loaded down and closed the door behind me. He's out there hollering about gravy and biscuits again.... sigh. He'll just have to holler on till the cows come home. His weathering is tiresome... beautiful but very tiresome. Hope all y'all have a great day and stay warm. Please feed that Old Man some biscuits and gravy if you see him! Love and hugs from the Ridge to each and every one of you. xoxo SK

Weather Report from Eskey's Ridge.... -9 degrees on the Ridge at 7:00 this morning. I had the wood stove glowing with the monitor heater kicking in to help when the temperature dropped below 60 in the house. All was well - right up until the water froze. Out the door I went with hairdryer in hand to the pressure pump for the well. It only took me 15 minutes to get it thawed out... Whew! I was just unhooking the hairdryer when the Old Man stuck his head around the side of the door, "Uhhh... should I dare say good morning?" Before I even thought about it, I aimed that hairdryer in his direction and flipped that sucker on high/hot! Wish y'all could've seen him cutting didoes there in front of the shop! I haven't had such a good time since I don't know when... I finally took pity on him and turned it off but kept it at the ready. He fussed and cussed and finally shook his fist at me. "That was uncalled for, Missy!" he thundered. I waved the hairdryer in his direction and nodded at the water pipe. "That was uncalled for, Old Man. And if you can't stand the heat, get yourself out of the garage." He swirled off over the Ridge but I heard him out there mumbling as I was walking back to the house. I don't mind his beautiful landscaping but this bone chilling, water freezing cold has got to go! No more iced-coffee until he straightens this out and I mean it! Stay warm, for goodness sake, my dearest dears. It is plime-blank COLD out there this morning. Love out to all y'all on a frozen but still lovely Eskey's Ridge! xoxo SK

Weather Report from Eskey's Ridge... The house is quiet this morning... No wind or snow falling and maybe an inch of snow still on the ground. Yesterday morning there was that weird atmospheric thing going on where the ice crystals hover in the air and you could walk through leaving the outline of your entire body behind. Of course you can't take a picture of that. I got out early this morning hoping to find some prints of the 'big cat' but all I found were dog tracks. Hart came yesterday and borrowed my car, leaving me his four-wheel drive truck until tomorrow. At least I can get off the hill now without any trouble to my friends. Went out and hauled some wood up onto the porch with the help of my good friend, Jon Zachary - who also took the above photo. Thanks Jon for being such a good friend... That's one thing I am indeed blessed with - very good friends. The Old Man is all over the Ridge making his presence known. I reckon it's winter, my dearest dears. I'm looking forward to seeing Carly Rose and Jake later today and am going to get Ezra early in the week so he can spend a day or two with me. Life is good... Hope all y'all are staying warm and getting ready for the next big blow. That Old Man just started singing "Rain and Snow." Ehhh law... HA! Poor old feller! I love all y'all. Stay tuned for more weather reports... xoxo SK

 

Weather Report from Eskey's Ridge... There was no thought of going out in my shirt-tail this morning! It is 5 degrees here on the Ridge. After I was dressed and coated and gloved up, I went out on the porch to bring in more wood - I was up three times last night feeding my little 'stove-baby' - and the Old Man was sitting in porch swing rocking back and forth. This morning he's wearing a rumpled, moth eaten wool three piece wool suit and has on one of those flap-eared, fuzzy hats pulled down over his ears. He has it on backwards but I'm not going to tell him! I ain't messing with him this morning. As far as I can see now that morning's light has come for the Ridge, the whole valley is under a blanket of soft snow. All the sharp edges have been softened and it truly is beautiful. I took a breath and it was so cold it hurt... but I couldn't help but smile. The second he saw that grin he was up and swirling across the porch. "Good morning, Missy. Would you agree this is my best run at weathering for this season?" I swear I tried to look at him with a stern and disapproving expression on my face but he was standing there with such a boyish smile I couldn't help but laugh with delight. "You old coot! It is so cold I can barely take a breath but it is so very pretty. You've done a fine job of weathering this morning." He hooked his thumbs in his vest and strutted across the porch with his chest all puffed out. "Indeed it is... Why I believe it's as cold this morning as it was back in 1947 when I came through here. That was when that cow froze to the ground up on the head of the Big Laurel. Now them were the times, Missy." I leaned down and started loading my arms with wood. "At least I don't have a cow but I'd better get that fire roaring or no telling what might freeze up here." He scurried over, "Let me help you." Right then an icy wind blew across the porch like I've never felt before. "No!" I hollered. "You get on back over to the porch swing and I'll go fix you some iced coffee!" He's still out there and is hollering now about biscuits and gravy... Well, he can holler on. I ain't going back out until I have to go. The little stove is having a struggle but the monitor heater has kicked in to lend a hand. It is COLD out there, my dearest dears. Keep a watch out for the Old Man today. He told me he was going to be sticking around for 'nigh up to a week.' That caused a huge sigh but it is his weathering time. Love out to all y'all. Stay warm!!! xoxo SK

Weather Report from Eskey's Ridge... The wind is howling and that Old Man is singing harmony! It is fogging down the snow and when I went out on the porch, he came sliding across it like it was water. "Well, Missy, and what say you now about me letting that red-headed slip of a girl take my weathering?" I didn't say a single word to him. I lifted a stick of wood and put it in the crook of my arm and he let out a big loud bark of laughter. "Cat got your tongue?" I just kept loading my arms and right before I opened the door to come back inside, I offered him my biggest smile. "You just do your best, Old Man." His eyes met mine and we had a stare down right there on the porch! To be honest, I've got the curtain pulled back and every so often I go over to the door and he's still out there. It's warm in the little house that Jim built and my heart somehow welcomes the snow and wind and cold. It is January 2nd after all. And he'll blow himself to smithereens before the night is done. And tomorrow will be beautiful. Uh-oh! Now he's out there hollering about his supper and has set my wind chimes to singing. Better go and let him see me, eyeball to eyeball! Stay warm wherever you are my dearest dears and don't go out unless you just have to go. It's really coming a Big Blow and we'll just hunker down. Love and hugs out to all y'all. I'll be back out to talk with that dastardly Old Man in the morning bright and early. Weather report to follow in the a.m. 
xoxo SK

Weather Report from Eskey's Ridge... I laid about in bed way past my usual rising time because that Miss Spring had such a great time last night I had to set up and watch her out there dancing and prancing! Did you happen to see that little sliver of a moon peeking down? And all those stars! When I finally staggered down for that that first cup of coffee, she was standing out on my kitchen porch pointing at the thermometer... 37 degrees here on the Ridge! When I stepped out to join her, she tossed all the red hair back and giggled. "So what do you think of this weather?" I wrapped my hands a little tighter around the warmth of my coffee mug and smiled. "Good sleeping weather, honey bunch. Love it!" She spun 'round and leaped off the back porch. "I'm off to play the whole day through!" I laughed out loud and nodded. "I can see you're up to it. I'm needing a little Ezra time so I'm gonna go to his ball practice. You might want to find someone else to run with today!" 
She giggled and went running out the Ridge so don't be one bit surprised if she comes knocking on YOUR door today. 
Love and hugs out to all my dearest dears... Enjoy this nice cool spring day and tell that Miss Spring I'll be looking for her tomorrow! xoxo SK
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Weather Report from Eskey's Ridge... Woke this morning to the sound of such beautiful singing! Knew who I would find when I went outside... Before I went, though, I closed all the windows I'd left open last night. Mrs. Summer soothed the Ridge with the rumbling sounds of thunder and a steady rain during the night. Bless her! But this morning? That red-haired gal was buzzing about the Ridge, hard at work before daylight! "Good morning, Miss Spring," I hollered out. She was by my side in a flash of lightening. "Oh! I am so very glad to finally be getting some dirt under my fingernails. There's all them wildflowers I'm tending to right yonder over the bank. You really need to come see them when it gets good and daylight." Her bright green eyes flashed and thunder clapped its hands right over our head. "Dang! That was close. I'm getting on the porch swing!" I said and headed in that direction. "Wait," she called out. "I'll give some light for you to see by. You'll break your neck 'cause of that miserable missing floor." Now, let me tell you one thing - that gal knows how to light up this here Ridge! Before I could move, she pointed one finger toward the sky and a streak of lightening ran from heaven to earth and lit up my world!! Now, let me tell you something else - It is amazing how fast this old gal can move it right along should I need to do just that! The big SPAT of thunder was just dying off and I was inside the house waving at her! She came right up to the window glass and put her long hand against it and I put mine against hers. I could feel the warmth through the glass. And then she threw back her head and laughed with delight. Last I saw of her she was going out the Ridge with that lovely dress swirling about her in the pouring rain. What an absolute beauty she is. Blessings out from a bright and blooming Eskey's Ridge... xoxoxo SK
Weather Report from Eskey's Ridge... 21 degrees on The Ridge this morning. I gathered enough wood off the porch last night so I wouldn't have to 'chat' with the Old Man. He is out on my porch fussing to himself but I am NOT pulling the curtains until this curious red ball that's starting to peep over a distant ridge to the east does whatever it... Oh my heavens! That's the sun! No wonder he's out that fuming around, shaking his gnarled old fist at it. It's been so long since I saw a morning blessed with sunlight! I know, I know - the Old Man will sit on the swing again mid-week but wish you could see how he's acting right now! Throwing a pure-dee fit! Miss Spring is surely on her way back to The Ridge! And I can hardly wait! Blessings out to all my dearest dears. Just a few more weeks to go.... xoxo SK
Weather Report from Eskey's Ridge... Miss Spring has been skipping all across The Ridge these last two days! Through the open windows, I can hear her sweet singing right now. Yesterday we spent the day together and she was like a child and wore me slap out... "It's almost my birthday!" she sang as she ran through the woods. I watched as every footstep she left behind filled with blue-eyed grass, cinquefoil, winter cress, wood anemone and wild columbine. "Don't bring them out too soon, now. That Old Man ain't gone for good yet," I said. She laughed and spun into the air and laid a graceful, long-fingered hand upon a redbud tree which immediately began to put out its purple bud. "Oh.. let him come! He can't stop me now. He might devil me around a little for a few more weeks but I can out stubborn him now! It's coming on my time!" I stopped to take the picture of what my people call Flowering Ivy. When I stood and looked where she'd been standing waiting, dancing from one foot to the other, she was gone. I listened for the sound and heard her song a ways off. Finally I found her. I watched as she went dancing over the ridge behind the house with her red hair full of flowers swirling around her head. What a beauty she is, my dearest dears! Let's hope she does not have to out stubborn the Old Man much longer! Love and hugs out to all my dearest dears. SK
Weather Report from Eskey's Ridge... Snow covered as far as my eyes can see. I hope when I had that chat with Old Man Winter he didn't take it as a 'why don't you just ball up and set for a long spell!' I believe Miss Spring, bless her heart, has done gone to the house and is sitting by her little stove warming her little toes.... Last night my stove just would not draw worth a durn. Must've been the front that came in bringing the snow. But this morning it's burning merrily along and the whole house has heated up nice as you please! So good morning to all my dearest dears on this Sunday morning from a slow to wake Eskey's Ridge. Just heard the birds start singing from the bird feeder. Holding on the knowledge that everything has purpose and a reason and glad to be here in my little warm house. Love and blessings out to one and all... xoxo SK

 

Weather Report from Eskey's Ridge.. Mercy upon us! Cold as a well-diggers hand shake here on the Ridge, but already got me a fire going in my fine stove - locust log is next in line. To be honest, I felt that familiar and sweet pull on my heart when I looked out the window of the plane as we were going down into Charlotte. Off in the distance, there they were, MY mountains, welcoming me home. Different places and different faces are nice once in a while but God bless old Madison County! Ain't nothing in this world as beautiful as these old friends that have offered themselves up every time I needed something to rest my eyes on... my mountains. I'm tired, my dearest dears. But I'm home, and I can rest easy, now... Blessings out to all y'all and hope you're as glad to be 'home' as I am. xoxo SK
Weather Report from Eskey's Ridge - Cold and sunny here on the Ridge. I'll be getting ready to head out for Charlotte tomorrow where I'll get on a plane heading for Montgomery, Alabama. Gonna be doing a festival in Brundige and Troy, Alabama this Friday through Saturday. GREAT festival called Pike Piddlers Storytelling Festival. You can goggle the festival and see what and all will be going on. Great bunch of storytellers gonna be there - - Donald Davis, Andy Offutt IrwinMichael Reno Harrell and me. I'm looking forward to this... Dearly love all three of the other tellers and Jaine Treadwell always takes such great care of us. So with that Report - I gotta Go It, and start packing. Have a great day out yonder. Blessings..... SK

 

Weather Report from Eskey's Ridge - The last sunrise of 2012 and look at all the colors. It is absolutely beautiful here on the Ridge. Got things I gotta do this morning but will be back to share more later today. 
This stunning background was taken by my good buddy, Jon Zachary, just a few minutes ago. No photoshop here - just God's handiwork. Blessings and love out to all y'all. 
xoxoxo SK
Weather Report from Eskey's Ridge - Last night, Andrew and I turned all the outside lights on and watched it snow for a bit. You know, we hadn't done that in a couple of years?
My youngest son has been such a blessing in my life. He was here on the day we lost Jim and he has been my rock for almost 4 years. Right now there is sunlight as yellow as butter coming in my skylight. The house is warm and my son is still sleeping. Giving thanks this cold winter morning for a young man who was willing to put his life on hold for a bit so he could hold my hand. Thank you, Andrew - our life together has been 'quite interesting' these last few years. 
And, it did snow, son! Blessings, peace, love and thankfulness going out to all y'all from the Ridge. xoxo SK

 

Weather Report from Eskey's Ridge - It's raining on the Ridge this morning. Supposed to snow tonight and tomorrow. When it gets light enough outside, I'll go out and get some dry wood for the stove - high winds are coming our way, too. Went to Sodom yesterday morning and spent a couple of hours with Ezra. I love him so very much. He said, "Gi-Gi, I have something important to tell you that one of my friends told me, but you can't tell anybody." I promised I wouldn't and he said, "Jason said Santa Claus was not real! Can you believe that?" And I said, "Is that bacon I smell?" Another advantage to being a grandparent - by the time you are one, you've learned how to love with all your heart and soul. And you learn that a few months aren't gonna make that much difference. I love you, Ezra - and it really was bacon I was smelling! Blessings out to all my dearest dears... SK
Weather Report from Eskey's Ridge - I woke to the light of stars through the window in the ceiling this morning. I lay there listening to the quiet and just for a bit thought of Christmas mornings of the past. I think it's what we all do as we get older. I have gathered well over a 1/2 century of memories. Sweet thoughts of Daddy, Mommie, my sister, June, my three children, my nieces & nephew and now, my two grandchildren. Wherever you are, my dearest dears, Merry Christmas and God's blessings to one and all. xoxo 
Weather Report from Eskey's Ridge - It's Christmas Eve my dearest dears... And here on the Ridge it's raining. I've turned my phone off and am just enjoying the peace and quiet. I went over to Taylor's yesterday and celebrated my first 'Christmas morning' with my granddaughter, Carly Rose. Life gets complicated sometimes but I reckon love finds a way to stitch us all back together - the fragile tie that binds. Merry Christmas to all my friends and family out there in this big old world. My wish for all y'all on this day and night is peace, joy and love. Be well... SK

 
Weather report from Eskey's Ridge - The whole ridge is socked in with fog this morning. I spent the night with Judy Rhodes and had a bit of excitement when I went outside about 9:30. Saw a fully grown black bear come out of the trees and lumber across a clearing about 20 feet from where I was standing. I backed up and then said, "hell with this!" and ran. When I told Judy she went marching up into the woods - I had her back - about 10 feet from the door! I swear I would've called 911 as soon as I got back inside. Kinda neat but I ain't messing with an adult bear this time of year. They're kinda grumpy right now. Hope y'all are Going It this morning. I'm a resting for awhile. Bears! Law-Law!
Weather Report from Eskey's Ridge - Beautiful as a cooing baby and it don't get no better than that. Hope all y'all are well and happy today. I'm up to 99.99% and gotta git to Going It. Blessings out to all my dearest dears this lovely day.... Make it a good one! I'm writing again, too! Yiiippppee!
xoxo SK
Good morning all my dearest dears... Weather Report from Eskey's Ridge - No frost on the Ridge this morning! It feels like early spring outside. But sometimes November and December act just like April - - they cannot settle in or be still! So I say enjoy this lovely day and wherever you are, don't forget to Go it! Went out to supper last night at Longnecks and enjoyed just hanging out... Didn't even play pool but surely ate too much. Blessings, hope, peace and love out to all y'all out there. Will be back this evening - till then - give thanks and be still and know... xoxo SK

 
Weather Report on Eskey's Ridge - the wind is blowing straight out of the north and the chickens are swollen up big as a mule's backside! And I'm toasty warm with my Monitor Heater purring away down stairs. Daddy always laughed and said I could tear up a crowbar and I managed to tear up a cast iron stove. The Man is coming to fix it next week so the Monitor will do the job just dandy - but I do miss my wood heat.. feels so much warmer, you know?
Gotta go unstick my chickens, they haven't moved in some time and might be frozen to the ground.. Love and blessings out to all my dearest dears. Gonna take a much needed nap, darliins... Keep warm and don't go out into this unless you dress like Nanuk of the North. No frostbite, please! Nap time! xoxo.................. SK
Weather report from Eskey's Ridge... I am well fed, well laughed, well family-ed, well blessed. My little bashful moon of last night has gotten a little bolder tonight. She's starting to really gain her confidence and is not near as shy. She went streaking across my skylight like she was in a hurry. She sure is a beauty. We couldn't do without her and she knows it!
Just so you know, I am very thankful for all y'all tonight. So blessings and peace out to all my dearest dears - you are loved and very special folks and I appreciate you more than you'll ever know. 
Go out and speak to that sweet little moon... It'll give your heart a wonder moment. 
Sleep well, dears and dream that little dream for me.

 
Weather report from Eskey's Ridge - The sky is waking up. Downstairs I hear the heater has kicked on and I'm going to let it do its do. The wood stove can have a rest today! I'm going across the mountain to be with my sister, June, and my brother-in-law, Steve, and my young'uns and their young'uns and all the grands! And my sister will say the same blessing she always does, "We thank You for the chance to be together as a family and bless those who are no longer with us except in spirit and memories." My beautiful sister... I'm looking forward to being with them. Happy Thanksgiving out to all my dearest dears from a fortunate old soul on Eskey's Ridge. Blessings and hope and peace on this day..... xoxo

 
Weather report from Eskey's Ridge... Cold but had me a bed of hot coals to put another slab of locust on and already the house is heating up. So far I haven't dropped a stick on my foot yet  Got lots to do today but nothing really too aggravating - - My sister said for me to bring a banana pudding if I felt like it or if not, just bring myself! Now that's a real sister for you! June is my rock and they just don't come any better than her. So today I'm being thankful for many things - my big beautiful family, my close friends, my 'friends' on FB that have provided me much comfort and laughter over the last few months. And this wonderfully blue sky I am looking at through a sky light my late husband Jim put in the ceiling of our bedroom. Good man, he was. And I'm thankful for so many other sweet God given miracles - Ezra and Carley, my grand-babies, Melanie, Hart and Andrew - my three children. My nieces, Lisa and Sonia and my nephew, Stephen. I thank God every day for my brother-in-law, Steve Gahagan and all the members of his brothers' families that now seem like blood of my blood. 
So here's hoping all y'all take a few minutes to just be still and be thankful for all we maybe take for granted the rest of the year. God's blessings out to all y'all from one peaceful, thankful old soul here on Eskey's Ridge. Thank you, God.... especially for my sister June Adams Gahagan. Love you, June!
Weather report from Eskey's Ridge... The moon just crossed over my sky light window and I realized I'd fallen asleep. Wrote more today and didn't realize two hours turned into eight! Story is coming along great. My son, Andrew just banked the fire and the house is nice and warm with a hint of the sweet smell of some apple wood I gathered back in the summer. But it has locust on it now so it'll offer up fat glowing coals when I wake in the morning. It's been a quiet day here on the Ridge. I hope all y'all out there are having a wonderful evening and staying warm. Holidays are sometimes difficult for all of us due to loss of those we have loved. I'm keeping my thoughts on my sister's full house of laughter and the warmth of family on Thursday. I miss Jim, tonight. But I'm thankful for all the years we had together. Gonna go see the movie "Lincoln" with a bunch of friends sometime next week... I'm playing a banjo solo for almost a full minute in it so that should be thrilling. I might slip off and see it with Tim this weekend. He's been a sweetheart and I am thankful for our time together. Life moves on, my dearest dears and we move with it. I'm learning to live and love again. As Tim says, 'It's all good, Sheila Kay, it's all good." And I'm getting there. Moving away from the pain of the last four years and welcoming love again... And proud to be here, folks. Mighty proud. Love out to all y'all from a starry, starry night on Eskey's Ridge.
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Gooooood afternoon - weather report from Eskey's Ridge... Fair to partly cloudy... Lazy wind out there taking care of the remaining leaves. Lazy me sitting on my bed still in my PJs. Figured I'd start working on my tan today... (sigh). Skylight shade still up and the sun is not flirting with me now. It's trying to eat me. Ay-yi-yi! Hoping all y'all are out there gittin' 'er done. I'm just a lounging about from one flat surface to another... Love going out from a peaceful Eskey's Ridge. So fine to be alive! 
Yiiippppeee I'm going to Scotland!
Weather Report from Eskey's Ridge - The moon is laying a silver shawl over the entire ridge and every where the snow still lingers it looks like a rainbow peeps out at you as you walk by. I've walked to the top of the ridge and back just marveling at the beauty of this place I call home... my mountains holding me close... Ahhhh this is where God lives. I can feel it in my very soul. I know where my mother, father, Jim and many aunts and uncles are tonight... somehow that's a very peaceful feeling. There was a time when everyone I ever loved still lived - now they live on in sweet memories and fond reflection. Love going out to all y'all from an old soul who loves these mountains and all that lies beneath them. God's blessing on each and every one of you. Drove back though Sodom and hold each voice and memory with loving hands. I am blessed.

 
Weather report from Eskey's Ridge - Just stood on the porch for a few minutes and my heart filled with such quiet joy and peace. Ain't we a funny bunch, my dearest dears? Life is so precious and fleeting. All we have to do is ask and be still and we get it all. A world of wonder waits just outside our little selves. And I am so very thankful that sometimes, not all the time, but enough times I'm able to be still and know Something is there. The wind is still blowing and it is snowing and it is so beautiful. Love going out to all my dearest dears from a snow blanketed Eskey's Ridge. Good night, loving hearts. Just watched 'Pay It Forward' and hope to keep doing just that. Take time to go out and give thanks for a night of wonder.... Wherever you are It is there! xoxo SK
Weather report this morning on Eskey's Ridge - It's cold! Woke up to the sound of the heater coming on... The leaves are going to start changing color - Oh Joy! Mama would've said, "The mountains are getting ready to put on a magnificently beautiful show." I love you, Mama - singing with the angels, she is. Good morning, my dearest dears!
 
Weather report from Eskey's Ridge... Hot wind out of the south, dry as a bone, blue moon done come and gone. And I had some kind of bug for most of the week. Still not up to 100% but back in the low 90s. Everything is finer than frog hair other than that. Hope all y'all are doing well and being safe. Blessings..... SK

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