Peevish Pen

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I'm an elderly retired teacher who writes. Among my books are Ferradiddledumday (Appalachian version of the Rumpelstiltskin story), Stuck (middle grade paranormal novel), Patches on the Same Quilt (novel set in Franklin County, VA), Them That Go (an Appalachian novel), Miracle of the Concrete Jesus & Other Stories, and several Kindle ebooks.

Sunday, July 03, 2011

Cahas Mountain View

A few days ago, the Franklin County Library employees, Foundation, and Board of Trustees had its annual picnic at Garst Pond north of Boones Mill. This was the first time in years that rain hadn't been a guest at the picnic. In fact, the day was incredibly clear and bright.

To get there, we had to pass Sundara, or the "wedding house." A few years ago, I blogged about attending a wedding there.

Also, we had to pass the backside of Cahas Mountain, which was mentioned a couple of years ago in the Coffee Talk blog. As w drove past, the mountain looked spectacular in the distance.

The big rocks looked pretty spectacular, too. 

The pond and picnic was just past these rocks. I didn't take any good pictures of the picnic because I was too busy eating the great pork barbeque made by Westlake librarian Marilyn Amerson and her husband.

Seeing Cahas Mountain reminded me of this quote:

"I need a mountain to rest my eyes against."
—Ernest Smith (father of Appalachian writer Lee Smith)

For eye-resting purposes, Cahas Mountain works for me.


Blogger Franz X Beisser said...

When you rest your eyes against a mountain is like placing your head on God's pillow.

2:25 PM  

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