Plate 1. Reeds Spring Tomato Cannery. Tomato Hills by Joshua Heston Solanum lycopersicum. It’s quite a name for the ever’day tomato. A member of the Nightshade family (along with sweet potatoes, peppers and, of course, the deadly nightshade), the tomato is native to the Americas. Some believed for along time that the plants and fruits…
Orchards by Joshua Heston Except for wild plums and black cherries (which don’t exactly grow in orchards anyway), fruit trees were originally imported. Peaches, originally bred in Asia, became a symbol of the Old South…and of Central Missouri as well. More than one summertime tourist to the Ozarks could not pass up the appeal of…
Fields & Patches by Joshua Heston Fields were not terribly common in the more rugged parts of the Ozarks. Patches, on the other hand, were. It took but a small bit of land, carved out of the hillside, to grow a patch of grain. Corn, called maize elsewhere, was a certainty. Native to North American,…
Growing Food by Joshua Heston Arkansas peaches. Missouri vineyards. Strawberry pickin’. Turnip greens. Summertime tomato canneries. Late fall apples. Think about how much fruits and vegetables are associated with old times, old-fashioned ways, and, of course, the Ozark hills. StateoftheOzarks’ Food Growin’ section is established to remember the old days when we actually knew from…
Ozark Barns by Joshua Heston Barns are special places. Full haymows, cattle, chickens, dogs & cats. Old barns were built with care, a testimony to function, craftsmanship, & beauty. Little wonder they hold a special place in our hearts. July 22, 2010 The Hens The night was coming very fast; It reached the gate as…
Ozark Spring Houses by Dale Grubaugh Springhouses were just that — houses (rock structures) built over a flowing spring. Their purpose? To keep food cool. Back in the day, there were no ice boxes or refrigerators. During the summer, milk and cheese would be put in crock jars or glass jugs and immersed in the…
Mountain Curs by Joshua Heston While Tip the Wander Dog in Johnie Groves’ story was not identified by breed, it is not impossible the eponymous subject of the article was a mountain cur. Hardly an auspicious name for a nearly forgotten breed. The word cur brings with it highly negative connotations. One dictionary defines cur…
Tip the Wander Dog by Johnie Groves I had wanted a dog for years — well, it seemed like years anyway — but Dad wouldn’t hear of it. He said he didn’t want another mouth to feed. But then Tip came along and decided he would live with us. Well, sort of live with us.…
Missouri Mules by Joshua Heston A long, hot dusty furrow. Summer sun beating down. Heat rippling the blue hills beyond. A bony old mule labors for a Missouri farmer, weathered lines of his face matching the ribs showing on the animal. Creak of leather, soft pad of foot and hoof. It is an image of…
Sunny’s Rare Art I am a free-flow artist who uses art as an outlet for my chronic illness. I use fluid acrylics and resin. I also make jewelry, wine stoppers, and more. I love to crank up the music and just create with no agenda to see what happens! My goal is to create beautiful…