tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234215772753915781.post9098291519638802383..comments2023-04-10T03:33:40.803-04:00Comments on Appalachian Lifestyles: The Devil's Apron StringsMatthew Burnshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02625103538582649633noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234215772753915781.post-23649547326983008702008-08-01T07:51:00.000-04:002008-08-01T07:51:00.000-04:00I've heard the term Devil's Apron Strings before-b...I've heard the term Devil's Apron Strings before-but not the story. Very neat and interesting. <BR/><BR/>I've always loved see piles of rocks around old garden places and thinking of the folks who moved them. As a child I recall seeing rock piles on the edges of steep ridges above my house where they used to plant corn.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234215772753915781.post-74790163089996755702008-07-31T21:40:00.000-04:002008-07-31T21:40:00.000-04:00Now that's a story, Matthew. Actually two or three...Now that's a story, Matthew. Actually two or three stories...the rocks, the apron strings, the gold. Beautiful pics, too.Granny Suehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01129064020727041161noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234215772753915781.post-62140770664543451732008-07-31T20:49:00.000-04:002008-07-31T20:49:00.000-04:00Ahhhh...a modern day Appalachian folktale. I love ...Ahhhh...a modern day Appalachian folktale. I love it!!Shirley Stewart Burns, Ph.D.https://www.blogger.com/profile/05232084428505396630noreply@blogger.com