Tag: Appalachian Mountains

  • The High Price of Energy: How Appalachia and Its People Have Been Sacrificed

    Appalachia, with its rolling hills and rich resources, has long been at the center of the nation’s energy story. Beneath the beauty of this region lies a deeper, more complicated narrative—one where both the land and its people have been sacrificed for the sake of energy. For over a century, Appalachia has been mined for…

  • The Profound Influence of African Americans on Appalachian Culture

    When most people think of Appalachia, the first images that come to mind are often of misty mountains, tight-knit communities, and age-old traditions passed down through generations. However, one aspect of Appalachian history that is often overlooked is the significant and lasting influence of African Americans on the culture, food, music, and traditions of the…

  • Appalachian Granny Witches and the Healing Power of Mimosa Tree Flowers

    In the hills and hollers of Appalachia, “granny witches” held a special place in their communities. These women, often referred to as “Mountain Doctor’s,” were the keepers of folk wisdom and natural remedies. They relied on the land to heal and protect their families and neighbors, drawing from centuries of knowledge passed down through generations.…

  • Mountaintop Removal: A Destructive Legacy in Appalachia

    Mountaintop removal is a radical form of coal mining in which the tops of mountains are literally blasted off to access seams of coal. It takes place in the Appalachian Mountains, one of the oldest mountain ranges on earth. Mountaintop removal (MTR) is a form of coal mining that, quite literally, changes the face of the…

  • Kuwohi: The Return of a Sacred Name to the Highest Peak in the Smokies

    In a significant moment of cultural recognition, the highest peak in the Great Smoky Mountains, formerly known as Clingmans Dome, is returning to its original name—Kuwohi (pronounced koo-WHOA-hee). This decision honors the deep Cherokee heritage of the land, restoring a name that held meaning long before the area became a national park and a tourist…

  • The Melungeon’s: Unveiling the Mystery of Appalachia’s Mixed Ancestry

    In the shadowy hills where Tennessee, Virginia, and North Carolina meet, a unique group of people has quietly woven their thread into the intricate tapestry of Appalachia. These people are known as the Melungeons, and their origins have been the subject of curiosity, mystery, and debate for centuries. Who Are the Melungeons? The Melungeons are…

  • Ginseng Huntin’: A Tradition Rooted in the Mountains

    Growing up in Marshall, North Carolina, ginseng hunting was just something we did every year. It wasn’t just a hobby—it was part of life. My family and I spent hours out in the woods, looking for that plant that my granny and daddy both held in high regard, each for different reasons. When Granny went…

  • Jewelweed: Nature’s Remedy and Childhood Delight

    If you’ve ever roamed the shady hollows and moist woods of Appalachia, you’ve likely stumbled across a plant that’s as much a part of the landscape as the moss-covered rocks and winding streams—jewelweed. This unassuming green plant, which can grow up to three feet tall, is more than just a bit of undergrowth. It’s a…

  • Hiking the Smoky Mountains: A Journey Through Peace and Wilderness

    For me, hiking the Smoky Mountains has always been more than just a physical activity—it’s a way to reconnect with myself, find peace, and immerse in the beauty of the Appalachian wilderness. With over 520 miles hiked out of the 900 miles of trails that crisscross these mountains, I’ve come to realize that each step…

  • A Taste of Appalachia: Uncle Black, Aunt Ida, and Her Famous Apple Stack Cake

    When you think of Appalachia, what comes to mind? Rolling hills, rustic cabins, and a way of life that seems to breathe tradition? That’s exactly what Uncle Black and Aunt Ida represented. They were the heartbeat of our family and the true essence of this beautiful region. Every summer, visiting them felt like stepping into…