Life In A Holler

Just a stroll through our holler.. 

We live in what used to be its own community with a general store, a post office (post to come, you can still mail packages and letters), a church, and the old bridge is in our back yard. It used to be the only way in and out. Three families take up this holler and by families I mean their whole family tree SO we really are the only outsiders but they accept us. The boys are loving how they get popsicles from both neighbors, Tater and Prod. It may not be home but it’s the next best thing.


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