Autumn is Suh-Weeeet!

Autumn pulls me in.

In fall, my trips to town that should take 30 minutes become 45. Or more.

I roll down the windows, turn on the heater, and crank up the music. My old friends, James Taylor and Johnny Cash, and my new friends, The Avett Brothers, ride with me as I take back roads and side roads and dirt roads and curvy roads through the mountain countryside.

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  1. Mary Rauch says:

    What a wonderful post! Could NOT stop reading until the very end. This took me back to autumn in West Virginia when applebutter making in a huge copper kettle took all day and involved a large group of friends and family….ahhhh, memories.
    Thank you Rebekah! Your one-lane pictures make the hair on my arms stand up.

  2. Diane Van Horn says:

    I knew you would turn around and go back! The old skills are almost lost. We need to pass them on to the next generation. We take so many every day things for granted that used to have to be made by hand. I believe that it is causing the “Disease of Ease” in our society. The whole process from planting to boiling that sorghum cane is a study in patience and appreciation. Thank you for letting me “lollygag” along with you. By the way, you are the first person besides myself that I have come across, that uses that word! Which got me to thinking about it and I looked it up. I always use it in the context of taking my time or enjoying the moment but was shocked by what it used to mean!
    Interesting, maybe I will start using Meander or Saunter instead!

  3. Wendy Curling says:


  4. This process closely resembles what they go through up here when we make maple syrup except instead of squeezing canes we’re collecting sap. The cooking at high heat is the same, though. Reading this reminded me that I just bought a jar of molasses for a cookie recipe I want to try. Now you’ve made me hungry … I’ll have to get out my pans and start baking! Thanks as always for taking us along as you travel about your sweet little world. Love it!

  5. Denise betz says:

    Hi Rebekah,
    I just needed to say that I look forward to your posts. You are living a dream of mine. You made it happen through hard work perseverance. Thank you for sharing your stories and thoughts.
    Please think about writing a book…
    A dedicated reader of The City Farmgirl in the Country,

  6. Ruth Yarbrough says:

    Loved your article :)!. Last weekend we went to the Sorghum Festival in Blairsville, GA. They make it there just like you were talking about, only they used a big, handsome Mule to get the syrup from the cane. You would have loved him. He was whitish and huge :)!
    I’m really not a fan of Sorghum, but love our Sourwood Honey, and New England Maple Syrup. Non of the artificial stuff from the stores for us :(!

  7. Beautiful! Fun! You should know that I live vicariously through you.

  8. Brenda Towsley says:

    I have never had sorghum. This was really informative and you are the teacher today. We get to learn along with you! You are also brave to just stop and join in. I would want to, but would not. I know I miss a lot that way. I only like the real maple syrup also. My grands like the other, the stuff I actually fed my kids because of budgeting. The scenes you have shared are beautiful. I hope someday to visit your area along with so many other spots in the US I have never seen. Thanks for sharing! Enjoy your fall!

  9. Debbie says:

    Beautiful words. I feel it too… Thanks for the lollygag through your world xo

  10. Krista says:

    We make our own syrup as well. Of course it’s nothing like their process. My husband hates store bought syrup. I don’t mind it because I grew up using it but I can agree his homemade syrup does taste better. I love your beautiful pictures of your autumn. They definitely are inviting. Good luck with your ice cream and butter. Let us know how they turn out.

  11. Renee Fisher says:

    Rebekah – wonderful account of your fall experience! Here in the Ouchita Mountains, we have the same thing going on with those one-lane bridges and narrow, dirt roads…always a bit of a thrill to get by unscathed! To add to your listening pleasure as you drive those roads, I would like to suggest Gillian Welch’s “The Harrow and The Harvest”. On that cd, you’ll find stories that relate to the kind of country living we’ve chosen – a farmer and his mule (Hard Times); missing home (Down Along the Dixie Line); and lot’s of longing, which (to me) always seems appropriate for Autumn. Oh, and thanks for passing on the notion of catching a falling leaf to make your wish come true…I’ll add that to my little stash of fun things!!

  12. Elaine C says:

    My mom (98) is from Rabun County and there was a sorghum mill in their community, so the syrup was part of my life growing up in Metro Atl. We generally used it for baking and for “sopping sogum”… in dredging home-made biscuits through a puddle of syrup on the plate. The old ways are quickly disappearing and it is such a shame. I have had good sorghum in many years now.

  13. Marilyn says:

    I love Autumn. Unfortunately, my neighborhood’s trees are not turning color.


  14. Joan says:

    Thank you for a great day of visiting! Love’n the farm life. “Sog-rum” is an acquired taste but one that is worth it. Happy Fall y’all! Go bless.

  15. Susan Abernethy says:

    You were blessed that day!! We make sorghum Syrup and it is a family tradition that my husband and I turned into family business. It is a special time of the year for us and all the people that help us and stop by. Glad you had the opportunity to experience it!! I love to cook with it, and anything you would use brown sugar in you can use sorghum. Enjoy!

  16. Carla J says:

    Love the one lane roads, we have a few around here. Here is up north, in the mitten, the west side of Michigan. The town just north of us has a one lane under the old train tracks which is now a bike trail.
    Your story of the friends pressing out sorghum for molasses reminds me of apple cider making. Apple cider fresh from the press is wonderful, makes apple juice that is bottles and sold in stores seem like yellow colored water.
    We lived in southern Georgia for a few years and there were a few farms around that still used the mules in a circle to make those presses go.
    Love to learn how things were done in the past. Always makes me appreciate what I have today even more.

  17. Susan a says:

    Im so satisfied with buying juice and syrup at my nearest farmers market. Enjoy not having to do this..,glad someone else does enjoy making their own syrup and juice. Thanks for sharing

  18. Vivian Monroe says:

    Rebekah, thanks for sharing. We have become so busy we have stopped taking the time to take to the back roads unexplored. Thank you for making me see how important it is to take the time to enjoy all of God’s beautiful creation. So interesting too the molasse cooking procedure. Cant wait to jump in the car now and go exploring our back roads of NC. Be Blessed.

  19. Pamela deMarrais says:

    Rebekah, that is a fascinating story and process! Folks here tell me that they used to make it, but I don’t know anyone who does now. I guess that we are too “citified”. We do make apple butter in the big kettles over a wood fire though.
    I love reading about how you are soaking in everything about life I. The country and especially on a farm.
    Thanks for making us a part of it!

  20. Denise says:

    loved this post it made me think back to when I got to see this in action when I was a kid. they did use horses for the power then though! I do remember quite a few people there helping or watching the process. I was in awe of the horses hooked up and going around in that big circle to make it all work. Now my Grandad would put some sorghum on his plate then put a big pat of butter and just mix it all up then put all that on his biscuits. I have to say I have done that too and it is good!! thanks for the memories with your story!

  21. Tracy says:

    Loved! This story.reading it @ 1:50 a.m.. I had to read until the end. I was like why would you not turn in to see what was going on? And you did! But then I thought how many signs like this have I passed without giving it another thought? Probably a lot. From now on maybe I will turn in as well.

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