From These Hills

Beauty & Wisdom from Appalachia


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Breathtaking


The North Carolina Wall, Linville Gorge

“The trail ended abruptly at the overlook.
It never failed to take her breath away:
a cliff face where the forest simply opened
and the mountain dropped away at your feet,
hundreds of feet of limestone wall
that would be a tough scramble even for a squirrel.”

Barbara Kingsolver, 1955-
“A Prodigal Summer”

 


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Saffron Sunsets

“I remember a hundred lovely lakes, and recall the fragrant breath
of pine and fir and cedar and poplar trees. The trail has strung upon it,
as upon a thread of silk, opalescent dawns and saffron sunsets.
It has given me blessed release from care and worry
and the troubled thinking of our modern day.
It has been a return to the primitive and the peaceful.”

Hamlin Garland, 1860-1940,
American novelist, poet, essayist

 


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Changing Seasons


Price Lake Trail, m. 297 on the Blue Ridge Parkway

“The foliage has been losing its freshness through the month of August,
and here and there a yellow leaf shows itself like the first gray hair
amidst the locks of a beauty who has seen one season too many.”

Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr., 1809-1894
One of best regarded American poets of 19th cty.

 


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Reclaim Your Identity

“For as long as you can remember, you have been a pleaser,
depending on others to give you an identity.
You need not look at that only in a negative way.
You wanted to give your heart to others,
and you did so quickly and easily.
But now you are being asked to let go of all these self-made props
and trust that God is enough for you.
You must stop being a pleaser and reclaim your identity as a free self.”

Henri Nouwen, 1932-1996

 


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Wish I Had Four Hours


Red Fork Falls

“I think that I cannot preserve my health and spirits,
unless I spend four hours a day at least –
and it is commonly more than that –
sauntering through the woods and over the hills and fields,
absolutely free from all worldly engagements.”

Henry David Thoreau, 1817-1862
American author, naturalist, philosopher
Best known for “Walden” and “Civil Disobedience”

 


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Nervous and Frail

“Colors once brilliant are now blended and pale
wings so fragile in autumn’s warm wind
are now shattered and broken, never to mend
torn from the spirit — simple and warm
left broken and battered by autumn’s storm

Butterfly body, warm gentle thing
once hidden by brilliance of butterfly wings
now forgotten and lonely on God’s warm earth
so soon after coming from butterfly birth
not valiant, not victorious, not courageous or strong
butterflies never live very long.”

Jan Loveday

 


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Grasshopper

“Happy insect! what can be In happiness compared to thee?
Fed with nourishment divine, The dewy morning’s gentle wine!
Nature waits upon thee still, And thy verdant cup does fill;
‘Tis fill’d wherever thou dost tread, Nature’s self’s thy Ganymede.”

Abraham Cowley, 1616-1667
English poet
Anacreontiques (no. 10, Grasshopper)”

 

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