Love Language and Quasi-Moons
Celebrating mountain dialects, a serendipitous typo, and a southern food memoir.
I’m working on two special posts in the spirit of Valentine’s Day. This Sunday evening, though, I’m plumb wore out. It’s airish again after a few warm days, my brain’s gaumed up with clutter, and my thought processes are a sigogglin’ mess. So I’ll share just a few cherished mental bookmarks from this past week:
Mountain Talk
I stumbled across a wonderful …
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