All in "Exploring the Southeast"
We headed up to Asheville last weekend to check out the breweries, and loved exploring the town. My favorite part of this trip, however, was Black Balsam Knob. We've been trying to get to this place for a couple of years now, but every time the Blue Ridge Parkway was blocked off. Well, it was worth the wait because the beauty of this place rivals that of anywhere else I've been in the world.
The Barlow girls have a life and a joy to them that somehow manages to always seep out and make me laugh. It's probably the Irish in their blood. We traveled to the North Carolina high country on Saturday to go to a rock and mineral convention of sorts. Somehow people of all walks of life and culture find themselves in the middle of this little mountain town, this time congregating under the sun-bleached tents to find solace from the rain.
I had never seen anything like it in Columbia. The fog fell heavy this morning, and wrapped around everything like a blanket. An eery stillness rested on Columbia. There was only one soul at the normally bustling canal, sitting and watching and probably thinking profound thoughts. I felt a bit of camaraderie in that moment, that this one woman was experiencing this place in such rare form.Moments later the raging sun began to burn, and the strange precipitation vanished like a ghost.