well, i made the old asheville turnaround this week. i headed home for clay supplies and a doctor's appointment. the smell of mountain air was missing from my life. i needed that smell so bad i felt like some kind of fragrance junky!
tis the season for me to be homesick! i always miss home the most when the seasons change.
one of the blogs i follow is called appalachian treks, written by a photographer named mark peacock. . his lastest entry was about max patch. max patch "by the way the crow flys" is just a hop, skip and a jump from the farm where we used to live. i love this blog entry. it takes me home! the road between fines creek and max patch and hot springs and marshall is a winding mountain highway that i could drive in my sleep (albeit incredibly unsafe.... driving while sleeping that is). go check it out his entry. the photos are beautiful!
