Gleaning Facebook: From Junaluska to Blairsville

We gathered on the porch this morning to sing a few hymns and Mother led a devotion.

Sheila and I drove by the Buena Vista cabin that our family rented a time or two during the sixties for our family vacation at Junaluska.

A front view of Buena Vista. It is directly across the little road from the lake.

An Anhinga was drying its feathers just in front of the cabin.

Then up to the cross for a few pics.

  

We stopped at the same spot I had photographed on Friday to admire the continuing change of leaf color -- dramatic in two days!

An overlook farther south near the Georgia line. Less color in them thar hills.

I have not perfected the one-armed self-portrait that Brannon is so adept at.

Turning around from the last pic, the color behind us was outstanding.

In Blairsville we took a break from driving to enjoy the annual Sorghum Festival. Here a chain saw artist works.

The mule crushes the cane in the mill. It is boiled in open huge open pans until it is reduced to the thick delicious sorghum syrup that is the absolute best thing to pour over hot pancakes, We bought a quart.

One of these days we will break down and buy one of these silly faces to put on one of our trees.

This fellow "moonshine Bill" (or Henry or somesuch) demonstrated the care and tending of sourmash. Unfortunately for connoisseurs of white lightning, tomorrow never comes.