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I Love the Landscape Because It Is So Sincere. It Never Cheats Me.

“I love nature, I love the landscape, because it is so sincere. It never cheats me. It never jests. ~ Henry David Thoreau ~


Taken between Townsend, TN and Cades Cove, TN

Most of you know me as the BamaSteelMagnolia. And, there is a reason for that. For most of my life I’ve lived in Sweet Home Alabama, a state I love from the top of my head to the tip of my toes.

I’ve gone to school here, married one guy from here (big mistake, but not because he was from Alabama), birthed a child here, divorced here, remarried a Tall & Handsome southwestern cowboy here and battle twice non-smoking lung cancer here. I’ve lived more decades than I care to share here in this state I am passionate about.

In other words, I’ve done a lot of living, losing, loving and everything in between in this place I call home – Alabama.

What you may not know: on a cold January morning I was born to two young people in an East Tennessee hospital as the Great Smoky Mountains stood silently in the background, an ever present sentinel in my early life and childhood.


I’m the little head peaking out in the crook of Momma’s arm. My gorgeous parents.

So, what does that mean and why am I telling you this?

Well, it’s been a rough week for me and my family as we’ve watched the Smokies and Gatlinburg burn.

I don’t care how long you’ve been gone, it’s not easy to watch the places of your childhood and childhood memories, and the places of your ancestry go up in smoke. It’s a helpless feeling. And, if you still have family living in those parts, the helpless feeling is compounded. I can’t even begin to tell you what I feel to know these fires were started by arsonists.

I spent about the first 12 years of my life in or around East Tennessee with the exception of a year or so when I was two. My daddy worked in the engineering department of an aircraft company in the Dallas area at that time. But, you just don’t take a mountain boy out of the mountains and put him on the flat plains of Texas, and, so, back to Tennessee we went.

We eventually ended up in the central Alabama area and I think it stuck for a couple of reasons. Daddy worked for an engineering company started by brothers who were University of Tennessee grads (where Daddy started his college career), the terrain is similar to East Tennessee – we all ended up living on this little mountain top in Alabama because it reminded us of our roots – and the people here in Alabama are 24K gold.

But, oh, the childhood memories I have of those times and places in East Tennessee.

Walks with my Papaw as he pointed out the name of each tree. Watching him have his faithful hunting dog do all kinds of tricks for cornbread. MaMaw and Papaw letting us dig up peanuts or pick some cotton from the garden. This gal from the burbs thought she was a real farm hand then.

Weekend trips to the mountains taking in the fall colors, wading in the cold mountain streams, picnics with the grandparents, and my Aunt Ruthie’s house in Kinzel Springs. You had to walk over a swinging foot bridge to get to her house. It sat backed up against the mountain and even in the summer time, that house never seemed hot. As a matter of fact, back then, those mountains always seemed like the coolest place on earth to be.

It was just a “hop, skip and a jump” over twisting, hairpin two lane mountain roads to Cherokee, NC where we could see a Cherokee chief. My paternal grandmother was originally from Western North Carolina and it was said she was part Cherokee. She looked the part, but we’ve never confirmed the ancestry.

My PaPaw worked at the Little River Lumber Company back in the day. He was a clerk in the company store. My cousins tell me there’s a picture of him in the train museum in Townsend. He was also the fill-in mail carrier for Cades Cove and Daddy went on that route a time or two with PaPaw.

That’s my roots on the “quiet side of the Smokies”, my Daddy’s side. My little Momma is a different story.

Several years ago I started the journey into genealogy and it’s a journey I’ve loved and wished I had started sooner. Once I jokingly told Momma she was a half-breed. She was startled at first and then I laughed and explained.

Tennessee is divided into West Tennessee, Middle Tennessee and East Tennessee. Any good Tennessean knows that. Mom’s ancestry is Middle Tennessee/East Tennessee (on her mother’s side). Half and half.

And, it is that East Tennessee ancestry on Momma’s side that carries me back to Gatlinburg.

You see William Ogle and Martha Jane Huskey Ogle are my 5th great-grandparents. Martha Jane Huskey Ogle’s cabin was the first house built in what is now known as Gatlinburg. William and Martha had 7 children and I descend through two of their sons, William “Black Bill” Ogle and Isaac “Shucky” Ogle.

A few years back I went to Edgefield, SC to get a copy of William Ogle, the father’s will. That type of documentation is like the holy grail for a genealogist. The Ogle family was living in Edgefield and William went to Tennessee to prepare for the family to move. He laid up provisions and he cut and notched timbers to build a log cabin for his family. He went back to Edgefield to get his family for the move back to Tennessee, but before they could leave South Carolina, William fell ill and died.

Martha Jane didn’t go to Tennessee at first, but she eventually did and family members helped raise the cabin using the timbers William had prepared.

It was the first house built in White Oak Flats, a place that would become known as Gatlinburg. Over time other families moved in. You saw the formations of clans with names that pop up in my family tree. If you throw a rock into a crowd of locals there’s a good chance I’m distantly related to them – including a famous country songbird who shares a common ancestor with me named Henry Bohannon, my 5th great grand-father.

My family was founding fathers of an area I watched decimated by a historical fire this past week. I never thought I would live to see anything like this. I hope I never have to see anything like this again and I pray for more rain to come their way.

I listened and watched as I saw names like Gatlinburg, Pigeon Forge, Chimney Tops, Clingman’s Dome, Newfound Gap, Wear’s Valley and others threatened and burned. And, each time my heart broke.

For me, it’s not only pride in the pioneer spirit of my ancestors, but it’s also love of the location and area. It is one of the most beautiful places on earth. When I go into the mountains, my heart sings and my spirit is refreshed. I feel at home.

Just like the people, this area is resilient. They survived the Great Depression and floods after floods before TVA. It will come back and they will come back. There will be regrowth and rebirth. Mountain folk are good strong people, just like the land around them. They have learned from the land. They need our continued support and prayers.

Thoreau said it best, “I love nature, I love the landscape, because it is so sincere. It never cheats me. It never jests.”

My birthplace is sincerely hurting right now, but it will be a beautiful landscape once again – and the people will be there with it – rejoicing.

© 2016 Beverly Hicks Burch All Rights Reserved.



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Summer in the South and a Big Ol’ Shady Porch, by Beverly Hicks Burch

summertime porch

Does anything say summer in the South like a big ol’ shady front porch? Add to that a bright sunny day and red, white and blue and you’ve just got an all American day.

We were glad to be able to finally recapture this half of the porch back. The barn swallows finally hatched (all five of them) and left the nest. Tall & Handsome took the nest down Saturday and washed the porch down.

You’d be amazed at how much poop baby birds can manufacture! The little rascals will have to find a new place to nest next year, but they seem very partial to our front porch. They keep flying into the porch, up to the corner to where the nest once was and it’s like “Oh, wow, it’s gone!” They hover a moment then perch on a ledge up next to the ceiling. If they had a face their expression would be stunned. I know they’re trying to figure out this new situation. Hopefully by next breeding season we’ll finally have our feeding stations set up in the back and they’ll find a more appropriate place to nest.

For now, we’ll just sit and rock out on the front porch and watch as the swallows settle their dilemma…it’s kind of like watching 45 year old kids who are still living at home and we’re ready for an empty nest…

We anticipate rocking and watching the leaves change when autumn rolls around…have I mentioned I love where I live?

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Dappled Lane, by Beverly Hicks Burch

light and shadows c

My parents live on the same little mountain top in Alabama that I do. As a matter of fact we all moved up here several years ago because it reminded us of our roots back in East Tennessee and the Smoky Mountains.

You know that old saying “you can take the boy out of the city, but you can’t take the city out of the boy”? Well, it holds true for the mountains. If you have them in your heritage then you are pretty much guaranteed to be lured back to them time and time again, all of your life no matter where you may physically be.

Daddy and Momma have a couple of acres or so behind their house and the right side of the property runs along a steep bluff overlooking a valley and large ancient outcroppings of rock. This little path…almost an old country lane…runs along side of that bluff. Today I took a stroll down that path enjoying some of the last cool and comfortable weather before we get blasted with the sauna heat of summer.

It’s just a tiny speck of the beauty of this state and why I call Alabama…sweet home Alabama…

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Christmas with the Family 2011, by Beverly Hicks Burch

There is no way another Christmas has come and gone…but it has!

Even though I was feeling a little peaked I threw on a few clothes (no, I didn’t say I threw up on a few clothes, but given the state of my stomach on Christmas Day, that certainly could have been an option), added just a touch of makeup (and boy, do the pictures reflect that! In one picture I look like Marty Feldman; that picture is for private use only, like in the bottom of the trash can) and rallied for the cause. I had to see my little sweet pea, Abbi! A bright spot of my holiday she was!

One thing I noticed in the pictures…I am still very prone to sitting cross-legged Indian style…even with fibro, OE, connective tissue disorders and the other little “nifty” issues like I deal with.

Few years ago my doctor diagnosed me with Joint Hypermobility Syndrome  after he saw how flexible I still can be even though I have such terrible and chronic joint pain.

What this means is the collagen is breaking down in my joints. It causes a whole array of symptoms (including migraines) and pain. My doctor looked at T & H and said, “ Women who have this are usually like race horses and Porsches. They were/are really good looking when they’re young, very flexible, but as they get older the disorder causes them many health problems and high maintenance. I’d never been compared to a race horse or a high end car before…I guess that’s guy speak for “you got yourself a thorough breed”…

Anyway, the end result is, I can still sit Indian style. In some of the pictures I look like a Marty Feldman on stumps…all squash up into one place…it is an optical illusion people! There are legs still attached to my body! I promise!

Anyway, here’s just a glimpse of Christmas 2011 with the family…

Mom's tree

Momma and Daddy’s tree

One of Mom's nativities

The Nativity

Mom's Christmas table

Mom’s Christmas Table’

Santa and Spode

Santa & Spode

I love my cheeseball server

I love my little cheese ball server – a snowman of course!

Grillmiester Reggie

Grillmeister Tall & Handsome – that’s a grilled turkey leg he’s holding

hello my name is cute to the bone

Hello, my name is adorable to the bone!

let's get this party started

Let’s get this party started…

for my sugarplum

For my sweet little sugarplum

Unpacking doll house furniture

Unpacking doll house furniture with Aunt Bev

Aunt Bev how much is this look worth to you

Aunt Bev, how much do you think this look is worth? If cutting out my heart and auctioning it on eBay, Amazon or counts…then it’s SOLD!

Miss Abbi store clerk

Abbi practicing her retail sales skills. Can you tell she’s the center the family revolves around? (And, yes, I do have legs!!)

Oh and have I mentioned how much I adore and love my niece?


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Home for the Holidays: Some of My Favorite Things, by Beverly Hicks Burch

Today’s post will continue the Home for the Holidays spirit I started the other day. I shared the over all effect in the first post and then in another post shared some of the holiday quilts I’ve made over the years and use just for this time of the year.

Every time I pull out my decorations it’s like seeing old friends again. This year it was more so because some of my decorations have been packed up unused for years. As I pulled out each new found old friend I would go, “Ohhhh, hello old friend!!”

At one point Tall & Handsome asked, “Did I hear you say what I thought you said?”

I asked, “Well, what did you think I said?”

“Hello old friend.”

“Yep, you heard right then.”

He just chuckled…

Today I thought I’d share some of my favorite things…decorations and ornaments and such. In 1974 I started collecting a dated ornament for each year. I’ve also collected Christmas ornaments from places I’ve traveled to…Christmas ornaments and fabric are my favorite souvenirs. I figure they beat ceramic ashtrays and shot glasses any day!

I have the satin ballerina slippers from the Biltmore Estate, the teddy bear from Hershey, PA; and the bell tree from Faneuil Square in Boston.

Then of course there are my old friends from Hallmark. Each year marks a milestone in my life. The year my son was born, the year I moved one place or another, the year T & H and I married and so on… I guess you could say in a way my favorite things form a type of diary of my life.

So, just before Santa arrives…here are a few of my favorite things…

Some of my favorite things H

This marks the beginning of The Twelve Days of Christmas…A Partridge in a Pear Tree

Here Comes Santa B

From the Hallmark Here Comes Santa series – this is the first or second in the series which started in 1979

Here Comes Santa A

Third in the Hallmark Here Comes Santa Series

Here Comes Santa C

A baking Nutcracker and another in the Here Comes Santa series…this time a stagecoach

Here Comes Santa E

This is one of my favorite of the Here Comes Santa series…the Ice Cream Vendor

Here Comes Santa G

Another Here Comes Santa favorite – Santa and the handcar

Here Comes Santa F

This was the last in the Here Comes Santa series

Some of my favorite things A

A hot air balloon to remind T & H of New Mexico, a Southern Colonial that’s part of Hallmark’s Nostalgic Building series and one of the satin ballet slippers from the Biltmore Estate

Some of my favorite things B

Father Christmas (series) and a Schnauzer in a Stocking

Some of my favorite things E

A Woodpecker from the the Hallmark bird series and a blown glass lighthouse

Some of my favorite things K

My lovely Blue Jay

some of my favorite things O

On the left, the Bell Tree from Boston…and one of my Hallmark lighthouse ornaments

Some of my favorite things N

Of course no tree of mine would be complete without a snowman…or two…three

Some of my favorite things G

Father Christmas

Some of my favorite things I

God Bless America

my christmas bell B

This little bell has been on every tree of mine since I was a toddler.

the ONLY dishes allowed at Christmas

The daily dishes from Thanksgiving until my birthday…a yearly tradition

Guest bath

Snowmen just turn up everywhere Smile

the gift bearer

The gift bearer – the year Tall & Handsome moved to Alabama he placed this Godiva bear under my Christmas tree. In the bear’s back pouch was an engagement gift…a beautiful garnet and diamond pendant he had purchased in Santa Fe.

and just for fun…

tall and handsome when he was short and cute

Tall & Handsome when he was Short & Cute while living in Germany…

Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!! And God Bless us all…


© 2011 Beverly Hicks Burch All Rights Reserved



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Home For the Holidays, by Beverly Hicks Burch

Tall & Handsome and I both are hopeless when it comes to the holidays. The decorations, the music, the kitschy movies, the food, and the festivities.

I’m normally a “gonzo” Christmas decorator. All in good taste of course…

Well, the last few years T & H and I have had very little opportunity to partake in our shared love of Christmas gone wild… Many times our things were packed up and unavailable…we were living out of state…just a whole cornucopia of things stopping us.

Well, not this year!

Despite my warning him that his back would never heal, T & H insisted on decorating a few days ago…and we did.

It now looks like Christmas done “Bev lite”, but it still looks like Santa’s elves were busy spreading cheer and we are enjoying it!

I’ll share a few things with you including some of my dated ornaments I’ve been collecting since 1974. I also try and pick up a Christmas ornaments as a souvenir when ever I take a trip…just to have a reminder of that place and time.

And, so…Home for Christmas!

Tree in the living room

The tree in the living room

LR tree

Another view of the living room tree

Grandfather Clock at Christmas

The Grandfather Clock

Christmas greeters

Christmas Greeters

Fireplace at Christmas

The Fireplace

Bev and Frosty

When I was a toddler I began a love affair with all things snowmen…that’s my buddy Frosty on the ground…


Today’s Frosty


The stockings are hung…

Christams Magic

Christmas Magic

LR bookcases

Living Room Bookcases

Merry Christmas blocks

Merry Christmas blocks I made years ago…they reverse to Happy New Year

Sara Plain and Tall village

The Hallmark Sara Plain and Tall Village

santa and his reindeer

Santa and his Reindeer

santas train

Santa’s Train

for santa

For Santa

Character mugs

Holiday Character Mugs

Christmas Heritage snow globe

Christmas Heritage snow globe

Dining room tree

Dining Room Tree

Hallmark miniature tree

Miniature Hallmark Tree

hallmark carousal

Christmas Carousal

Tomorrow and the next day I’ll try and share some more…some of my favorite things…ornaments and Christmas quilts.

Merry Christmas to all…


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Nightmare of Being a Landlord, by Beverly Hicks Burch

For about six years Tall & Handsome and I leased our home out when we moved due to T & H’s job assignments. We knew we didn’t want to sell the house and wanted to come back to where friends and family were and where I had grown up and lived most of my life.

Then of course the real estate market tanked and we certainly knew we didn’t want to sell during that kind of market. Unfortunately, there are/were a lot of people in the same boat after the market tanked and had no choice but to lease their home as a last ditch effort. Personally I can tell you there are pros and cons to that type of venture.

The pros?

  • You can possibly save a home you want to keep and return to at a later date or want to sell when the market rebounds.
  • Unless the home is paid for, someone else is essentially making the mortgage payment for you.

The cons? Well, be prepared for a longer list:

  • First your property taxes will go up, because your home is now considered a business property instead of a residential property. In my case the original increase was almost four times what I had been paying as a homeowner vs. a “landlord”.
  • Next, your homeowner’s insurance will have to be converted to a landlord policy. Again, this type of policy is more expensive. In my case it was about twice what I had been paying for homeowner’s.
  • You need to decide if you are going to manage the property yourself, or have a property management company manage it for you. If choosing the latter, property management companies charge a management fee and usually the minimum is 10% of the rent you are going to charge.
  • You need to take all of these extra costs into consideration when setting the rent, add it to the monthly mortgage and build in a contingency sum, if feasible to cover any needed repairs that will arise (and believe me they will).
  • No matter how well you think you have screened your tenant you may still end you with the “tenant from Hades” and feel like you’re living the Amityville Horror story. Unfortunately, it is probably easier to use an exorcist for poltergeist in your home than it is to rid yourself of a bad tenant. We learned that lesson the hard way…

First the repairs. Just let me name some that I had to do while the tenant was in the house. Keep in mind the house was about five years old when he moved in. I had to have the septic tank pumped. Why? Because the Bozo was flushing baby wipes (no there were no infants or toddlers in the family) down the toilet. Evidently when the tank was pumped the wipes came gushing out and covered the ground like snow.

I called “Big Jim” up and asked, “Are you flushing wipes down the toilet? You do know you can’t do that don’t you? You cannot flush baby wipes down the toilet!” Of course, he denied it, but I knew I hadn’t flushed the wipes and I’m sorry, but I just don’t believe that baby wipes evolved out of septic tank goo.. Also, when we took possession of the house back, we found boxes of baby wipes in the bathroom and we replaced one of the toilets. When the old toilet was pulled up from the floor, there were baby wipes sticking out of the hole in the floor!

I also had to replace the hot water heater and repair the air conditioner because “Big Jim” didn’t change the filter and burnt up the unit.

When we moved back home “Big Jim” and his crew stayed in the house for a few months and then some home brewed disaster of his making caused him to make the decision to vacate the premise…owing about two months of rent. Lose #1…

When we took possession of the house and had a chance to go in and really look it over, the results were nothing less than devastating…sickening would be more like it.

The stove in the kitchen had been move and placed in the garage. Yes, you read that correctly. Almost every room in the house had at least one hole drilled into the floor. Where there was carpet it was ruined beyond words…just imagine a herd of elephants trampling over your carpet, some with blue nail polish. That would be the end results…and not even Berber carpet can withstand that kind of abuse.

All the kitchen appliances where shot. There had been a fire in the microwave and evidently some other kind of fire in the kitchen because there was a small burnt place on one of the cabinets. My beautiful cultured marble jetted tub had barely been used and still looked new when I left now looks like someone took a box cutter and went wild in the bottom of the tub…either that or someone has a really boney rear end…

And, the outside of the house? Well, at one point “Big Jim” had 10 vehicles parked on my lot even though the lease stated vehicles could only be parked on paved surfaces designated for parking. (I have two driveways…how many more do you need?!) The beautiful landscaping I had started as a foundation was totally trashed. A Japanese maple…totally gone. It was unbelievable…

And, now people, it’s time for a little lesson in homeowner’s insurance.

I don’t care who they are and how well you know your agent…when it get’s to the bottom line, you are dispensable. I had known my agent since I was a child. He had insured my parents’ home and vehicles, my first two home and this home and all of my vehicles. I had babysat his children. I had been with him and State Farm for over 35 years and never been cancelled for non-payment. Not only did they refuse to convert my policy back from a Landlord policy to a Homeowners, but they cancelled.

Why? Because they paid out $8,700 to pay what was realistically about $40,000+ of damages. It’s amazing what they don’t cover. For instance…the appliances…no way no how…even with visible evidence of fire damage in the microwave. The jetted tub? Nope. And if there were other damages they would cover I’d have to file a claim for each thing and pay a $1,000 deductible for each one. Keep in mind each claim you file is a mark again you.

We had a tree fall on a house we were living in and State Farm had to make repairs to that house. That was held against us and the fact they set up a bat claim that we didn’t know they set up that paid out $0. Those circumstances converged with the “Big Jim” claim to give State Farm the excuse to cancel and deem us uninsurable. The gal that worked for years at the agents office actually told T & H that State Farm expected us to pay our $1289 annual premiums and never file a claim!!!

So there you go, what insurance companies, particularly State Farm,  think of their good neighbors…and how they will take care of you…”like a good neighbor”…

T & H had to make most of the repairs to make the dollars stretch. He contracted out some of the work and got day labor to help for some jobs. And, progress has been made.

Let me show a few “before” pictures…damage “Big Jim and crew” left us with and some after pictures…keep in mind this is NOT all of the damage…

Stove Damage G

I think they moved the stove to the garage just because they were lazy and didn’t want to clean it

Stove Damage F - inside of oven

Inside the oven

Stove damage E - oven door indside

Inside Oven Door

Stove damage C

Stove Eye

Kitchen floor where frige set

Floor under the fridge…


Kitchen floor B

Floor in front of fridge…

bedroom floor damage

Example of holes drilled in floor in every room

Kitchen floor and wall where the stove set

Floor under stove and dirt and grease above stove

closet-pantry damage

Closet-Pantry Damage

woodwork, wall and carpet damage

Wall and woodwork damage

wheelchair damage and phone wire james pulled thru floor

Woodwork damage and phone line scabbed into hallway for some strange reason…

Microwave A

Burnt Microwave…this was a new microwave when I left!

Now for some progress shots:


Kitchen Progress A 2011

Kitchen Progress B 2011

Dining Room Progress A 2011

Dining Room Progress C 2011

Guest Bedroom Progress A 2011

Guest Bedroom

Guest Bathroom Progress A 2011

Guest Bathroom

Living Room - Progress A 2011

Living Room - Progress B 2011

Master BR Progress - B 2011

Still a lot of work to be done…unpacking, pictures to hang, quilts to hang. It’s a work in progress…any volunteers? Winking smile

I know one thing…for all you would be landlords out there…I would only recommend taking that step as a last ditch effort. In this case, it’s landlord beware!

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Sweet Home Alabama, by Beverly Hicks Burch

April Tornado Damage 2011

As you and your family celebrate the 4th this year, I ask you to keep my home State Alabama in your thoughts and prayers. This photo was taken not too far from my house…and the home remains in this condition today.

If you have been spared the devastation of the April storms that tore through Alabama and other storms this spring that hit towns with names like Joplin, MO and Ringgold, GA, then consider yourself among the very, very lucky this weekend.

I’m just grateful all I have to do is put a new roof on my house because of the storms…

There’s still a lot of recovery going on in Alabama and other states.

God bless you, Sweet Home, Alabama…

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God’s Green Earth, by Beverly Hicks Burch

Between Townsend and the Cove

In the foothills of the Smoky Mountains there is a little hamlet called Townsend, TN. It is part of my ancestral roots. My Daddy was born there and his daddy before him and so on and so on. The Hicks Family and the Walker family and the Dunn family were Blount County residents for generations. There were many Scot-Irish in the area and I strongly resemble that remark and that probably accounts for my love for all thing Scottish…well, except for haggis…

Even though I grew up and spent most of my life in my beloved Alabama when I think of “home” I also think back to the mountains of East Tennessee. Any chance I get to go back and meander through the cool, quiet, tranquil  places I visited as I child, I jump on it! Nothing is as exhilarating as driving up to the top of those smoky mountains and seeing that unique haze grazing the tops of the mountain summits for as far as the eye can see…and standing and breathing in vista after vista of rolling mountain top in the middle of August and feeling a cool breeze gently embrace your body, knowing in the back of you mind that miles away, in cities, mankind is broiling in August heat and gridlock.

My heart sings in those moments…

There’s another place nearby called Cade’s Cove. This cove is nestled in a valley between mountain bases and was also home to family from long ago. If you drive the loop around the cove you can see old barns, churches and homes, deer, wild turkey and a place that seems untouched by time. My daddy remembers my Papaw filling in as the mailman as the postal carrier in the Cove when the full time carrier had need for time off.

Three or four years ago Tall & Handsome and I spent some time one Memorial Day weekend up in that area. I was doing a little genealogy research and just enjoying God’s green Earth. It was a great time for us…

The picture above was taken between Townsend and Cades Cove. While so many in the US are suffering through wildfires, floods, storms and other travails, I thought it would be nice just to remind everyone how wonderful God’s green Earth can really be…especially in East Tennessee…back where I come from…

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A Special Anniversary and Birthday, by Beverly Hicks Burch

This past week we celebrated a very special occasion in our family…the anniversary of welcoming Abbi into our family AND her second birthday.

Her Dad shares it just like it is…with heart. Please take the time to read their story, people. It will warm your heart on this Mother’s Day eve.

In the meantime, Abbi, baby girl, Aunt Bev loves you so much. You are a little treasure in my life…

Our Little Sugar Plum

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