A few months back, I believe it was March, I entered a post called Appalachian Memories, which highlighted some recent works created after a trip back “east of the Mississippi” to Blue Ridge, Georgia and east Tennessee. I made mention in that post that part of the trip was a “celebration of a life well lived”. That life was Donna’s aunt, Clara Lee Hooper. Clara Lee was one of the…
I hope your spring has been a good one. We who live in Texas have had an unusually mild and cool spring, accompanied by much rain. The rain has caused the Texas wildflowers to flourish, adding stunning beauty to the landscape. I recently read Psalm 96, verses 11 and 12: Let the heavens rejoice, let the earth be glad; let the sea resound, and all that is in it. Let…
Have you ever been to a place that seemed to be enchanted, or spellbinding in its effect on you? I believe I was around 12 years old the first time I saw the misty hills and summits of the Great Smoky Mountains of far east Tennessee. It was early morning and the mysterious hills rose out of the mist, the road vanishing in the mix of mountain, valley, and vapor.…
Twenty-Twenty was a crazy year indeed. Right after the calendar flipped over to November, my wife Donna, came down with COVID. She wound up in the hospital for 4 days.
the rolling hills of the property fade into the distance with the color of Indian Paint Brushes and Bluebonnets looking as if they were plugged into an electric light source.
Extremes. I guess this is one reason I like the medium of charcoal.
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