Courtesy of http://edistofriends.org I stand by the black river. It is the longest black river in the United States. Nothing special about it when you first look. Comparing the river to another is like comparing the Tarboro River to the streams in the mountains of North Carolina. It is murky, slow and ancient. Unless sun… Continue reading Legends of the Edisto: How to Say Goodbye … For Now
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In the Coming Weeks
I am back. You: Back from what? I didn't know you were gone. Me: What do you mean you didn't know I was gone? You: You're not the center of the blogosphere. Me: Yes, you're right, but I am back. My husband, John, and I spent the weekend in Gatlinburg, Tenn. We took a break, planned… Continue reading In the Coming Weeks
When We Look
Beyond the leafless trees, you might recall … the path to the mountain top. You know somewhere in your mind the map remains. You'll remember the way and the stories. Photos and Words by Rebecca T. Dickinson Related articles Courage to Face the Ocean (seasonofcorrie.wordpress.com)
No More Reservations: Goodbye Bourdain
Courtesy of http://blogs.houstonpress.com Everything must come to an end. Sadly, Anthony Bourdain's show, No Reservations, is one of them. Tonight at 8 p.m., the Travel Channel will show the series finale in Brooklyn. Due to my schedule, I never watch Bourdain's show when it comes on. I watch reruns later in the week or on… Continue reading No More Reservations: Goodbye Bourdain
Through the Mountains, Part I: When Hope Rises
Two campers light a fire using a propane backpack cook stove. Light rain trickles from the sky. Drops touch toes, hiking books, stone, and extinguish fire. Prior to the Great Smokey Mountains National Park, the same men hiked 15 miles up a mountain to an inn. They also carried dinner they wanted the inn cooking staff to… Continue reading Through the Mountains, Part I: When Hope Rises
Coming Back – What Does it Mean to Return Home?
I am back. Back from road tripping and one week of training for a new job. I return to the keyboard, as I have many times before, to write. Ideas came to mind as I drove past peach trees and a restored house constructed either in the late eighteenth or early nineteenth century. New peach… Continue reading Coming Back – What Does it Mean to Return Home?
Under Exposed: The South Carolina Upcountry
The twenty-first century fades on the Cherokee Foothills Scenic Highway. Known for the Gaffney Peachiod, early American history, and the Blue Ridge Mountains and foothills, automobiles drive past landscape seemingly unchanged with exception of the road. Before you pack up for Orlando or California, consider what you might find on roads less explored. There are… Continue reading Under Exposed: The South Carolina Upcountry
Where Magic Lives
Legends say magic rises through winter mist; a mist so thick you must hold your hand two inches from your face to see it. The summer feels more like a South Carolina autumn. Humidity stays at the ground level, and river water is cool. The Blue Ridge Parkway is one of the first roads in the… Continue reading Where Magic Lives
Corrie's Season 