Sunday Jots

Thunderstorms in November! We were over at a neighbors for a pot luck gathering. I would have loved to have had a camera when the first lightning flashed, and everybody in the room lifted off the floor simultaneously in surprise.…

And Upon This Rock

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…

Placing Ourselves

Birmingham: Red Mountain and the VulcanWytheville: Sand Mountain and the towersSylva: Plott Balsam Mountain’s ice covered summitMorganton: Table Rock, Grandfather MountainFloyd: Buffalo Mountain Everywhere I’ve lived (all in or very near the southern Appalachians) there has been some feature of…

IWanna

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.…

You and the Bird

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.

Doing The Hard Thing

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…

Barn Redux

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…

A Mountaintop Experience

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…

From Downtown Mayberry RFD

Yesterday, I took a pleasant solo drive from Goose Creek over to the Blue Ridge Parkway. Now that the leaf-peepers have no leaves to peep, I had the long, high road to myself for 35 miles, all the way to…

Yet Another Barn Picture

I look at the exotic images from far away places taken on great adventures by photographers who post their works now so easily on the web for all to see. There are breathtaking panoramas in mind-numbingly beautiful light; local people…

This Time Last Year

“I can’t remember what I was doing this time last week, let alone this time last year” Ann often confesses when I slip into one of my time-traveling reveries. The past is the foundation for today, and every day is…

One Less Squirrel

A gray fox squirrel, a pretty thing seen so close, bore the same markings as the common gray squirrel but with a whiter vent and half again as large. This one sported the characteristic tail longer than the body, it’s…