Here's an image collected on the drive down to Mt. Airy last week.
This is the Bluemont Rock Church
, one of several
built during the period between the world wars in Floyd and adjacent counties by Bob Childress and his congregations.
You can read a brief account of the Childress history
and legacy in the Buffalo Mountain region of Floyd and Carroll Counties. Interesting how this man's reputation and good deeds are not universally agreed upon by all who knew those times and … Continue Reading ››
Red Mountain and the VulcanWytheville:
Sand Mountain and the towersSylva:
Plott Balsam Mountain's ice covered summitMorganton:
Table Rock, Grandfather MountainFloyd:
Everywhere I've lived (all in or very near the southern Appalachians) there has been some feature of skyline that … Continue Reading ››
Please allow me to whine. I am had by the tender parts, and the camera accessory folks are squeezing for all they're worth. Which is a lot. To use my telephoto lens with my tripod, I need a mounting bracket. It must be made of a semi-precious metal at $150 for this 6 ounce piece of hardware.
I'm wondering if by some vanishingly small chance anybody has one of these sitting idle in old Uncle Mort's chest up in the … Continue Reading ››
Please note (and do go by to visit) the Carnival of Birds (I and the Bird #36
) has posted just today over at Words and Pictures.
You'll be glad you stopped by. Betcha.
I told you a few weeks ago that we knew what must be done. It has taken this long to steel myself to do it.
CJ the Cat (from CJ Harris Hospital where I worked) showed up as a very small lost kitten at the Emergency Room door in January, 1990. I put her in a box and carried her home to our daughter, who excitedly said that CJ (a.k.a Calvin, both perhaps from our Presbyterian connections but more probably from our son's hero, who … Continue Reading ››
Thanks, Andy, for providing a caption for this image. All I expected was to put up the picture, but was pleased to find your perceptive words in a Flickr comment for this one this morning.
Some photos have a "being there" quality about them; maybe its something familiar about the scene which stikes a chord, maybe its to do with the clarity of the shot. Whatever it is, this is one of those. Obviously I've never been to Goose Creek (although I've heard a bit about it!) yet … Continue Reading ››
I can't even imagine, but we should all try to, and sometimes I do.
I am standing on the front porch in the early morning with my coffee. The sun is just painting enough light behind the ridgetops to make rise and fall of their silhouette into the rim of this chalice-valley that holds our lives.
With a sudden, sickening slap against my feet in the near-light, the yard, the house, the entire watershed of Goose Creek shocks as smoke and dust rise from what … Continue Reading ››