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About this blog:

These are the Appalachian ramblings of Malcolm Smith, a recovering college professor, goat farmer, clawhammer banjo player, author and ventriloquist. Welcome to my holler. Take your shoes off, sit a spell. Listen to the sounds of the Blue Ridge. This is my little corner of the internet, right here on my front porch at 3,000 feet in Laurel Fork, VA on the Big Reed Island Creek.

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Latest from the Blog

The Fiddler’s Jam!

Earl White is driving the jam. It’s 2am at the far end of his 75 acre lush farm in the heart of the Blue Ridge mountains on a mid-July Saturday night, and he and his wife, Adrienne Davis, have just hosted 300 of their friends and new acquaintances since Wednesday. Not only have they provided…

THE BEAR

The Wednesday morning sun glared off my mirrored sunglasses as the highway twisted and turned up and down in the Meadows of Dan.  The wind blew the sleep out of my eyes and ruffled the dog in the back seat’s red coat.   In front of me an oil battered “farm use only” Chevy pickup with no…

The Cabin in Banjo Holler

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