Showing posts with label Hiwassee River. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Hiwassee River. Show all posts

Thursday, October 12, 2017

Good Things Happened: Annual sister time

My two sisters and I traveled from three different states (Virginia, Georgia, and Florida) to be together for a few days, by the banks of the Hiwassee River in the Nantahala National Forest, in western North Carolina.  The gentle flow of this river never fails to bring me peace.

On the second day, we took the Blue Ridge Scenic Railway, which boards in Blue Ridge, Georgia, to sister towns McCaysville, Georgia and Copperhill, Tennessee.  There is a painted line that goes through the middle of the two towns that shows that you can stand in Georgia on one side and Tennessee on the other.

We rode inside the open air gondola on the way there and back.  The part I loved the most?  Gardeners, fishermen, construction workers, people in their cars, waving to us as we passed.

The weather is still so warm in the southeast that there isn't much fall color in the foliage yet, but I still loved looking for it.  Can you see the V in the water?  That is a fish weir that was constructed by Native Americans, long ago, to catch fish.  The fish swimming downstream would collect in the V and they would swim out and catch them.

On the final day, we visited The John C. Campbell Folk School Fall Festival.  I loved this family band - especially the earnest young man playing bluegrass music on the fiddle.

There were 41 pottery vendors, but I singled out a vendor that I particularly liked and bought a couple of things.  I've put myself on pottery restriction again.

 I was standing next to a jewelry designer's booth inside the festival barn, listening to this "jamming" band and told her she had the best spot in the house!  Music and dancing all day.  She agreed.  I wish I could have bottled this peace and shared it with the world.

Friday, July 7, 2017

Misty river, purple mountains majesty and stylin'

I went to sit beside the Hiwassee river and read (and sleep) last weekend - so lovely that it was a long one.  This was my first sight when I got out of the car upon arrival on Friday evening and my blood pressure lowered immediately.

The most athletic I got was on Saturday morning, when I walked at nearby Chatuge Dam (and somehow dodged the rain). 

And I visited the plant nursery I like so much and loved this stylin' lady with Creeping Jenny growing out of her head.  :)

And it was back to the real world on Wednesday, but it's always good to be home, too.  Happy weekend, everyone!

Thursday, June 1, 2017

Lovely day, enchanted and walk about

There was another visit to the river house last weekend, and this was the view on Friday afternoon when I drove in - the Friday Market in the town square.  I couldn't wait to get my stuff in the house so I could come back here and peacefully mingle.

My only real task was choosing a new hanging plant to take back home, and I found it at an enchanted plant nursery, which was completely off the beaten path.

The delightful lady who helped me pick this out said it is a dipladenia, here in it's temporary parking place by the river, until I took my leave on Monday.  In a true Good Things Happened moment, she tucked it away in the back seat of my car, and said to it, "Now you behave on your trip home."  I thought she was talking to me at first.  :)

The river was beautiful on Sunday morning, so I walked around the banks of the Hiwassee River a bit.  I flushed out a phantom egret that we see now and then.  We both startled each other and then it flapped away south.

My internet is down at home (since last week), so I am not able to visit blogs as much as usual.  Waiting for a technician to visit and things will be back to normal soon, I hope.

Friday, May 5, 2017

Batteries recharged, legacy, and Good Things Happened

I wanted to "recharge my batteries" last weekend, and did:

Two mallard ducks hung out in this section of the Hiwassee River all weekend.  There they go, on Saturday morning, sailing down the river.  (You can't really see them - they are blending in with the current up ahead.)  They would fly back and settle in on the rocks and then sail down the river again.

My sister's late mother-in-law, Grace, loved this place and left her mark on it.  I snapped a photo from my car window of the iris, blooming by the driveway, on my way out on Sunday.  It's a lovely legacy.

This shop in nearby Brasstown, North Carolina, was closed on Sunday (I pressed my nose against the windows and dreamed of going inside.)  I loved this banner out front, incorporated into a cacophony of rosemary and flowers.