Poetry about the beauty, heritage and history of the Blue Ridge Mountains of western North Carolina appear on this blog.
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GRATITUDE
GRATITUDE This Labor Day, I am grateful for a multitude of God's blessings. The sun rising like lemon drops over the Blue Ridge Moun...

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Signs of the season are slipping into our mountains: a scarlet leaf rides the wind and walnuts pop up on trees. A thousand sunflowers nod t...
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Way up on Double Knob Drive in Tusquittee, you'll find the goat farm. It's like the Swiss Alps on the mountain. Donna Gains owns...
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My mama and daddy when they were married on June 26, 1938 in Towns County, Georgia ***************************************...
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