“There is an old weather bettion house that stands near a wood With an orchard near by it For all most one hundred years it has stood
It was my home in infency It sheltered me in youth When I tell you I love it I tell you the truth.”
The above poem was written by Louisa Walker. She was one of the infamous Walker Sisters who grew up deep inside the Great Smoky Mountains. Her grandfather built a cabin in Little Greenbrier Cove sometime in the 1840’s. When her father, John, came home from fighting for the Union in the Civil War, he moved his wife Margaret to the house and there they raised 11 children. Continue reading →
As I stared at the word for what seems like an eternity today, I realized that right now, at the ripe ole age of ***gulp** 41 I finally realized what the true meaning of the word is. Continue reading →
Yesterday morning we awoke to the news that the fires that had been raging in our beloved mountains had grown through the night due to increased intense winds. Suddenly, things were scary and real. There has been no significant rainfall, if any, for well over 100 days. We were living in a virtual timber box. The unthinkable finally happened. Continue reading →
It happened again this weekend. While pushing my cart around the grocery store I ran into someone I hadn’t seen in years. Of course we exchanged pleasantries and then…. it happened…… THE question everyone likes to ask….
If you were to look up the word Elegant in the dictionary, I am pretty sure this is NOT what you would see.
I admit this was not one of my finer moments. Having the uncanny ability to get myself into some interesting and questionable situations seems to be my forte. I am clumsy, awkward, sloppy, and well……simple.
Elegance is often seen as the well put together lady. You know the one I am talking about….the lady with perfect hair, perfect nails, perfect clothes, perfect smell, perfect make-up….