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Freshly baked hickory nut pie. | Hillside and Holler | Stories of Appalachia

Grandma Lillian and Hickory Nut Pie

I collected my hickory nuts a little late this year. Hickory nuts and Grandma Lillian came into my life around the same time. She wasn’t my blood grandma, but she surely was my heart grandma. Grandma Lillian was like that . . . adopting grandchildren in whatever manner they came, birth, adoption, marriage, or stray. You would never know that granny-ing didn’t come so easy for her.

Grandpa Jake Skeen Appalachian Fox Hunter | Hilside and Holler - Stores from Appalachia

Grandpa Jake

Grandpa Jake’s life was full of work…from sun-up to sun-down, from the day he could walk to the day he couldn’t. He provided for his own children, a handful of grandchildren, and even a great-grandchild or two… all from the rocky soil of a mountain top farm in West Virginia.

Appalachian sandstone pavers found for free at the creek. | Hillside and Holler - Appalachian stories about life, culture, herbs, folklore, ancestors, and history.

Twelve Stones a Day

I’m using these found sandstones to get the walk directed to the right angle. They are fairly even in thickness with clean edges. My favorite wading creek has fair riches of them, a gift from the earth and the running water.