No "H" in Appalaccia!

What's funny is, if you Google the word misspelled, Google comes back with something like: It's a hard word to spell, we know.

Peaceful Sunday today. Church in the morning; our pastor was away, so we had a substitute, Marshall Banks, who came over from his Boone's Mill church. Marshall belonged to our church before he studied for the ministry, so we know his dear self. And what a passionate preacher he is! Just delightful. The passion is real, too, not at all put on.

Then a brief stop at Kroger's & when I got home and finally read the Sunday paper, there were all these coupons for things I had just brought home. Even the bread, for heaven's sake.

Dick drove me down our old side road to the river...me & Sadie Mae, that is. She is now attached to his side with Velcro. He's had loads of gravel trucked in as heretofore, he's only been able to go down there with his ATV. His plan is to finish the road, get the meadow cleared, then plant grass and put up a picnic table or two under the trees, and build a cinderblock grill right beside the Blackwater River. I'm so excited! We've talked about doing this for years, and now he's started the project.