This will be old-business for the 104 kind folks who LIKED the Goose Creek Goods page on Facebook since Saturday. But since there is not anything like a complete overlap between Fragments readers and Facebook friends, I’ll run the risk of boring some and informing others. I am happy to report that since last Thursday, the Etsy storefront I am calling [su_highlight background=”#f0c647″]Goose Creek Goods[/su_highlight] has been successfully established and the first orders will ship today! If you stop by the FB page, do …

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Okay. I’m done with the letter F for now. Let’s start over with the letter A. A is for aster. Aster used to be the genus for these, er, asters that now are apparently in the genus Eurybia. So much for my nomenclature knowledge anymore. I’m a taxonomic has-been. Since the advent of DNA sleuthing, genera are being pulled apart all across the (formerly known) animal kingdom. The whole notion of species seems in a state of flux. And it doesn’t seem to have …

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I can’t remember the trail that led me to it, but browsing across it brought back a number of pleasant memories from 2004. The piece I happened upon in the Blue Ridge Country Magazine online was about the Mabry’s  who operated the mill on the Blue Ridge Parkway near Meadows of Dan Virginia, the couple after which the most visited attraction along  the four hundred miles of Parkway was named. I contributed a sidebar to this piece, including the color images and some text …

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A stroll in the December archives finds this image [click to enlarge] from early December, 2007. I had been manning a book table at the Chateau Morrisette Winery Wine Club members banquet (what a nice invitation, I met lots of nice folks and sold 50+ books). Somebody asked if I’d seen the mill pond covered with ice. Soon as I left (in my fancy clothes) I headed a few miles west on the Parkway and came home with the shot you see above–one of …

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I was living alone on Walnut Knob, MP 152, off the Blue Ridge Parkway, in 1997. On an afternoon walk to a high point above the cabin, I spotted a white object on the horizon far to the north. That afternoon, I brought back my binoculars to figure out what it was. It looked to the naked eye to be a perfectly round sphere, up above the treeline–like a golf ball sitting on a 50 foot tee. It was the NexRAD tower that, although …

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