Kickin' back, musing, observing, and gathering inspiration from the hills of East Tennessee.
Friday, January 9, 2009
More Old Structures
When we drove around the other day, we passed a charming old house that had a flag on the wall outside the door. It was the only shock of color against the weary white of the old siding and the barren winter landscape. There are many homes like this in our "authentic Appalachia" area, passed down from generation to generation, still being used, as this one is.
On our way out from the waterfall, we visited the barn which is owned by Inky Bear's owners. Although the barn is old, someone installed concrete blocks under it and thus helped to preserve the siding boards against rotting away into the damp earth. The log supports in this barn are hand-hewn.
Rabbits cookin' coffee -- that's what the locals call it. But here in this little hollow in East Tennessee, when the hills surrender their misty hostage to reveal the stalwart cedars growing by the stream in our pasture, I know there is no place on earth I would rather be. The welcome mat is out! Come and sit on the porch and chat with me awhile!