Postcards From the Po’ Farm

 First off, I need to refresh memories about where the name of the blog originated. My grandfather, who in the late 1930s bought the farm where we now life, called this 50-acre place the Po’ Farm, in reference to the “poor farms” that were prevalent in those Depression days. Fayette County’s poor farm, where people way down on their luck went to live, was out on McDonough Road.

 My grandparents and my dad didn’t have to go to the poor farm, but my grandfather’s family did lose between 800 and 1,000 acres due to the boll weevil, the Depression and the financial ruin they brought. Pop’s nickname for this place shows that his sense of humor survived the hard times.

Coldest Christmas Ever

Coldest Christmas Ever

 Our coldest Christmas ever, according to AI, occurred in 1983, when the official high temperature was 17 and the low zero.  The cold weather slipped up on us. We had been lucky on the weather through November and December and were still cutting collards as...

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Selling Under the Sheds

Selling Under the Sheds

 In recent weeks, we’ve made numerous trips to the Forest Park facility formerly known as the Atlanta State Farmers Market to pick up loads of Fraser Fir Christmas trees. Now place is called the Atlanta/Clayton County Produce Terminal, which more accurately...

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Fetching Fraser Firs

Fetching Fraser Firs

 On Thursday, in spite of an unfavorable forecast for the weekend, we decided to take a gamble on the weather and restock our Fraser Fir display with a fresh load from the mountains of North Carolina.  Unlike back in the day when we drove up to the mountains...

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