The Tall Stately Hardwoods Surrounding My Home in Boone, NC

This is the view I leave every morning and return to each night.  These majestic hardwoods speak to me in ways I was incapable of understanding eighteen years ago when first I moved to the high country.  I have lived in this spot under these woods for twelve years now and come to quite an acquaintance with these new found friends.  I’ve seen them in the dead of night from my deck which they surround in a full circumference which can lead to dizziness trying to see them all at once – yet at the height of easily over 70′ it is not an impossible, certainly not a silly feat.  I watch them swaying beneath the billowy, low and quick moving white clouds in the moonlight.  I like them best in that outfit.  I’ve seen them in the snow, with ice clinging to their limbs, cracking like gunfire when they snap.  From spring to fall they wash their leaves against each other and swish in the steady mountain breeze.  I confess to a relationship of perhaps inappropriate intimacy with them.  Actually we talk.  They do most of the talking.  I’m relegated mostly to non-verbal cues like gazing in wonder and appreciation.  I’m astounded at the way these ambassadors connect the worlds of the Earth and the Sky.  As denizens of the bottom of the sky – earth, we often neglect the world above us.  There floats the atmosphere in all of its power and beauty as RaysWeather reminds us.  From there comes the weather that appoints and punctuates our daily routine and somehow connects us with a deeper force in life.  The amazing trees live in that maelstrom for centuries while we hide away in our hobbit holes comfortably ignoring the wonder without.  I’ve lived so many different place in my 58 years but none with the splendor of these hardwood forests of the high country.  These stately trees remind me that I live in the mountains and give me one more reason to be grateful.  They tell me to notice the breeze and the clouds or the radiant sunshine.  When I’m obstinate they force me out into nature to gather their leaves.  In the end they impart their peace to me and remind me that I’m home.

Walking Thru Lowes with Alex the Dog…

Isn't She a Beauty!

One of the highlights of any of my days is spending time with this child.  Alex is a white German Shepherd puppy who just turned one the other day.  I brushed her this morning for her present and got about a wheelbarrow full.  Then we put her in the back of the truck to let the remainder blow off and took her down to Lowes to show her off.  What a great companion!


Elk Park, NC


Alex the Dog Deciding Whether to Eat Matt’s Leg or not…


She’s a beautiful dog but selective about whom she loves!

We Sold Frank’s Home in 37 days!

Another Home in Boone NC Sold Fast!

Frank asked me last month if we could help him sell his home.  After looking at the house and seeing how close it is to Appalachian State University’s campus I knew this little home would sell in no time.  We got to work writing it up, taking photographs of its nice yard, pleasant views and all of its distinctive strengths.  Then we told you about it and – presto – it was exactly what one of you was looking for for his ASU Student son.  It is a pleasure working in this profession where you get to serve your friends, neighbors and those making the momentous and life-changing decision to choose the high country for their residence.  I love this area so much!  I was born to introduce people to the high country.

Beautiful Blue Ridge Sunset Vista…

Last Night Overlooking Blowing Rock & Grandfather Mountain...

The skies are so immeasurably beautiful in winter in the high country.  Last night my son Matt and I were returning from showing a client a tract of land and noticed the gorgeous sunset forming up so we stopped to record this moment.  The beauty of the high country in winter is in large part the sky and clouds.  With a weak slanting sun we often have these layered skies that float in a play with the January light.  It just bathes you in mood – in a good and very exotic way – so unlike the endlessly dreary skies I grew up with in the midwest.  And when the sun breaks through as it inevitably does it’s like biblical scene with beams you can almost touch.  There’s truly magic in the Blue Ridge Mountain air!

Beautiful Blue Ridge Mountain Sunset Skies…

Last Night Overlooking Blowing Rock & Grandfather Mountain...






Beautiful Boone NC


My morning drive to work in Boone, NC…