I was missing my grandfather’s house yesterday. The gorgeous cloud formations made me remember laying on my back on the lawn, watching the clouds drift by and seeing what surprises I could find in them. I saw a happy little face off to the right in the feature photo.
Of course by the time I got home and could have laid in the grass the pretty clouds were close to the horizon and the dark clouds were taking over, and I could hear thunder…
Continuing the theme of life along the Blue Ridge Parkway long ago we have the Puckett cabin. Home to ‘Aunt’ Orelena Hawks Puckett, who’s story left me astounded. Here is a photo of the sign that left me so amazed.
In case you are reading on your phone and can’t read the writing on the photo, she began her career in midwifery after age 50, and delivered her last baby in 1939 at age 102. She rode horseback or walked to care for her patients. The sign says that she never lost a mother or baby through her own fault. But, most upsetting to me, is the fact that she bore 24 children and none lived past infancy. I can’t help but wonder what the reasons for that were. And to realize that she was a hostage to her own body to have become pregnant all those times, which would have been enough to drive anyone over the edge, but she served her community all her days. To say that life was hard in those days is such an understatement.
To be honest I can’t remember if this photo was taken before or after we saw Puckett cabin. Not that it matters, but you can see that the scenery along the way had changed a lot from the scenery along Skyline Drive. We stopped for other displays along the way, more mountain homes, and a pond at which I spotted the white butterfly.
The Blue Ridge Parkway offers more than just the fabulous scenery at their stops along the way. Sometimes you find a preserved example of an Appalachian Farm to explore. It was nice to get out of the car for more than a minute or two, to walk a little, and to think of what challenges people faced not too long ago, to make a living in this quiet place.
Things are looking up in a lot of ways right now, but in this particular case I’m intending for you to look straight up. Up onto the ceiling in a little hallway at the Chihuly Museum yesterday. The feature photo is a small section of that amazing ceiling. I resisted the idea of trying to use my camera for these shots when I knew that the iPhone would handle the issues of lighting better than my camera skills could. I had wanted to go there for quite a while, but in this case the idea of going there popped into my head at the perfect moment, so I had a friend to view this with. I have gone everywhere on my own for a long time now, but I don’t think this would have been as much fun without someone who stood there as amazed as you were at what we were seeing.
I have so many more photos but these will do as a tease to get you to go there also. There are many Chihuly exhibitions scattered all over the country, maybe there is one near you. But… bring a friend.