Thomas Wolfe wrote You Can’t Go Home Again, and the title has become an often-quoted phrase about change and memory.
sheep farm on Ruff Creek Hill
Yet here I am. Back home in These High Green Hills. Living within two miles of my childhood home. Living on what used to be my grandfather’s orchard.
sunrise from my bedroom
Sometimes a bit like being A Stranger in a Strange Land, but more often it is like being a stranger in a familiar land. Older and wiser, I see the familiar with new eyes — The Return of the Native…
journey home…
New eyes that appreciate the beauty of the hills, streams, and roads of rural Appalachia.
these high greene hills
New eyes that appreciate the need for economic development, but worry that it will spoil the ecosystems, the water, the landscape.
the cows’ field, disturbed
New eyes that see God’s mercy on my life and the blessings of coming home again.
Landscapes? Yep, I got ’em! About 500 on my phone alone! The top three were taken today; the others are from a greener season …
the circle of life 
Gorgeous!!
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Thank you — the hard part was trying to figure out which ones to put in… :-)
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I enjoyed the book titles as well as the photographs: beautiful! I see why you had trouble picking a favorite. I liked the “high green hills” very much but also the one with autumn leaves and . . . Hard to stop :)
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Thank you! Old librarians don’t die, they just turn the page…
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Beautiful shots! Loved the words to go along with them, too.
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:-)
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What amazing views!!! Love all the landscape photos! I too find familiar landscapes to be new and interesting every day with new eyes. God’s handiwork sure is breathtaking!
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Yes. We live in Greene County — named for Nathanael Greene, war hero — but very apt.
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These are all beautiful landscape shots. :) I like the first one best, though – the browns and golds and muted greens, and with the blue sky above. Lovely.
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I liked that one too — although I was hoping the sheep would be closer to the road…Thank you.
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Love the pictures. Glad you are able to experience these vistas and their memories!
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It’s really fun going on back road tours and trying to figure out where we are. We were stopped once down near Kirby, and an old timer in a pickup truck stopped and shouted, “You folks lost?” Remember when we used to do that with Mom and Dad and always ended up at Bryan’s Dairy?
We did a covered bridge tour in October. Took real life photos of the Scott Bridge. Stay tuned…
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Gentle reminders of thankfulness across the seasons; the perfect way to start Thanksgiving week! You have such a lovely, peaceful blog here — thanks for sharing. :)
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Oh thank you so much for such a nice comment. This month has been about me trying to be more grateful and less anxious, so I am especially grateful for the word peaceful in your comment. Thank you!
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Hi Carol,
I am starting to get hooked. You Can’t Go Home Again was for many years my all time favorite novel. Forty years later I cannot tell you why, don’t remember anything about it except that I loved his writing style. God’s blessings, john
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Wolfe’s novel was about depression-era economics–city vs local community, wasn’t it? I can’t remember it much either, but I’m pretty sure I had to read it in college.
I feel that way about Wallace Stegner’s Angle of Repose. Might be time for some re-reads…
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Beautiful post- thanks.
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Thank YOU for visiting and leaving such a nice comment.
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