The Blue Ridge Escarpment
Driving down to visit a couple's landscape today in Polk County, between Tryon and Saluda, I was reminded of the vast swoosh that experiencing driving down the Blue Ridge Escarpment brings.
And now, in the first flush of fall color, it's lovely, especially the sourwoods and red maples.
We used to do the drive on weekends, going back and forth to Clemson to Asheville, for the years we were part-time residents, leaving on Thursday or Friday, returning on Sunday afternoon.
We had a wonderful house and garden in Clemson, but we were always happiest driving up to the mountains (and it was always a let-down to return to Clemson on Sunday afternoon).
We loved our work in Clemson, but the mountains drew us, and now we're fortunate enough to have the Southern Appalachians surrounding us this fall, with remembrances of the Northern Appalachians in Quebec from summer.
I'll be driving down the escarpment a couple of more times this fall, to do programs in Greenville and in Tryon, as well as a visit to Brevard, too, for a MG program. Such a great part of the world.
The sourwoods are in their full glory at the moment, in a relatively dull fall color year. I didn't get a photograph, but did my Inktober drawing inspired by sourwoods in fall.
Fortunately, my drawing tablet doesn't publish with the greenish tint that I see in the draft, but among the variations that my digital darkroom has provided, well, this is OK.
And now, in the first flush of fall color, it's lovely, especially the sourwoods and red maples.
We used to do the drive on weekends, going back and forth to Clemson to Asheville, for the years we were part-time residents, leaving on Thursday or Friday, returning on Sunday afternoon.
We had a wonderful house and garden in Clemson, but we were always happiest driving up to the mountains (and it was always a let-down to return to Clemson on Sunday afternoon).
We loved our work in Clemson, but the mountains drew us, and now we're fortunate enough to have the Southern Appalachians surrounding us this fall, with remembrances of the Northern Appalachians in Quebec from summer.
I'll be driving down the escarpment a couple of more times this fall, to do programs in Greenville and in Tryon, as well as a visit to Brevard, too, for a MG program. Such a great part of the world.
The sourwoods are in their full glory at the moment, in a relatively dull fall color year. I didn't get a photograph, but did my Inktober drawing inspired by sourwoods in fall.
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| Sourwood in fall |
Fortunately, my drawing tablet doesn't publish with the greenish tint that I see in the draft, but among the variations that my digital darkroom has provided, well, this is OK.
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