Nothing but a Pile of Rubble

I got Lisa out into the woods. We went up to Blue Ridge Parkway this weekend and drove a bit. The trees are just beginning to hint that leaves will be changing soon ... a smidgen of yellow, a pinch of red ... but a whole lot of beautiful green as far as you can … Continue reading Nothing but a Pile of Rubble

Historically Close, but just on the Outside

Charles Sweeney. Not a name with whom most are familiar. I hiked the short trails around his cabin, more of a nature walk. As I dug a bit deeper into Charles and this cabin, I noticed a few things about how he is always close, but never quite in the inner circle, never in the … Continue reading Historically Close, but just on the Outside