There was an old taxidermy and deer processing shop down in UpState South Carolina. This shop was around the side of the owners house, so it was pretty much open all the time for dropping off meat, but all the buzz was on Saturday morning. Saturday morning was not just buzzing because it was the … Continue reading
They are pretty. Kids love them. Okay, everybody loves them. Here are my Frenched and Smoked Chicken Legs. Prepare Grill with Lump Charcoal and Hickory Chunks. Set up indirect heat and get it smoking at 200 degrees. Prepare Chicken Legs by cutting off the “knuckle” with heavy kitchen shears. Push the meat down into a … Continue reading
While I had the paint out I cranked out this little painting of the front of our home. Continue reading
I was the oldest child, an oldest son. I’ve been accused of the things that come along with pecking order- the biggest piece of the candy bar, you name it. I never reconciled through the politics of birth order until my third son, Sam was born. That made my second son, Forrest, a middle child. … Continue reading
Thanksgiving is a unique among holidays. Rivaled closely by Independence Day, by far the one I look forward to the most. Perhaps it’s the weather in North Carolina or the football we watch and play. I know it is the big one, with abundance of family and friends, just enough so you can all love … Continue reading
The back of my neck and hands are red and burning, there are multiple layers of sunscreen in the creases of my ears, nose and into my hair that is wild and greasy. It got to where we never saw a point in showering proper because in an hour or so we’d be covered in shrimp … Continue reading
It was cold and rainy Saturday. My wife, Casey, and the three older boys took off in the early morning to an out of town AAU basketball game. Spending a day along with a two year old isn’t something I’ve done in awhile. We had a blast, we watched Curious George, we ate gold fish, … Continue reading
There will be people in Kentucky who chortle and snicker at this. If you are a Southerner, whisky is just something that is there like soul food, mosquitoes, and humidity. In college, we all mixed whisky in a Coke filled stadiumcup. When life got a little more sophisticated, maybe it was into a Presbyterian’s drink … Continue reading
The best days in life fall into place, for the most part, unplanned. Drops that ripple through stillness of permanent chaos, experiencing joy through the serendipitous activity of youth. Mac again stumbled into one of these days, living through feelings without pausing to reflect on them. Captive in moments with a permanent grin. Today the … Continue reading
Big Haint Blue 