Granny Sue's News and Reviews

51 this morning, cloudy but sun later on, with a good breeze. More rain is on the way tomorrow, they say. So I hope we get in the garden thi...

51 and pouring rain this morning. It did let up later so that now Larry is out there moving blackberry plants. This is our third year to try...

I bought a pretty peach-colored sundress this spring and wore it for the first time this week. The dress made me think back to other clothes...

Readers here know I am the mother of sons--five of them to be exact. All are grown now, ranging in age from 30 to 47. One passed away 6 year...

Larry has been having all kinds of issues this winter--back, neck, knees. Just one pain after another. The docs, of course, say arthritis. I...

The original Thanksgiving story seems more than a little ironic this year, given the situation at Standing Rock. The pilgrim story has alw...

There is much to be said for a quiet day at home. In summer, we have too much to do: yard and garden work, canning and preserving, traveli...

On recent trips across West Virginia, I saw the following sights that make me hopeful for the future of this state and our country: Boys c...

 It was quite a strange winter, wasn’t it? Now our thoughts have turned to spring and planting, to green and flowering things. We hesita...

Turning back the clocks yesterday got me thinking about time. How it controls our lives. How we use it for both good and bad. How quick...

 I am enjoying this quiet week. It's a gift, time to pick up the pieces scattered in summer's busy wake. There is nothing pressing...

I have often been told by people that I was born in the wrong century--I should have been born, they say, in pioneer days. Has anyone ever s...

I wonder sometimes if we are witnesses to the death of ages-old customs and behavior. It seems that some of the ways I learned growing up ...

Since we got into the buying and selling vintage and antique things, we've seen a lot of stuff. Piles and piles of stuff. Boxes, totes, ...

Humankind has been seeking it for centuries, that eternal spring of long life and good health. Most of us learned  in elementary school ab...

With my brothers, Tom, Joe and Bill about 1955 Well, not exactly middle, but I am neither the oldest or the youngest in my large family ...

We were driving to Marietta one day last week, talking about our plans for the week and listening to the radio, when I suddenly realized t...