Friday, April 17, 2020

Easter Sunday during COVID-19 Pandemic

An Unusual Easter Day
Our family is accustomed to gathering after church on Sundays to enjoy mealtime, fellowship and fun. However, due to the Coronavirus "stay-at-home" "shelter in place" mandate from Governor Bill Lee, we were saddened to think that we would have to forego our tradition. Easter Sunday is a special time to celebrate our Lord's resurrection at church and with family. Our churches have been holding services online and our family had "met" on Zoom to chat. The Grands were especially saddened to think that we would not be able to attend church and host our family during this special season. So, Granddad came up with a brilliant idea to have the individual families drop by the house at separate times. We weren't sure how the arrangement might work for 2 big reasons: observing "social distancing" and cold, wet and windy weather.
Matthew's family arrived first. Grandmama had prepared dessert to serve: warm brownies, ice cream, homemade bread with spreads. We even managed to have an Easter egg hunt in the carport. 
The family was dressed in Easter finery! 
 Jonathan's family came just as Matthew's family was leaving. The drizzle let up long enough for us to take a family photo. No scavenger egg hunt this year! Happy Happy smiles!
 Emily's crew came right after Jonathan's family departed. Just look at the smiles!
The Grands are very blessed!! God is good! 

Wednesday, April 15, 2020

Spring Hike during COVID19

Larkspur Conservation-A Living Memorial
Friday, April 10 promised to be a sunny, albeit very cool, day. With all the Tennessee state parks and natural areas closed to the public due to the Coronavirus mandates, we happened upon a wonderful area to hike and explore. Our original intention was to find a species of trillium at Taylor Hollow, a state natural area in Middle Tennessee. However, the property across from Taylor Hollow, Larkspur Conservation,  was open to the public for hiking and exploring. [Photo of map taken from Larkspur Conservation website]
 The trail from the parking area followed a wide path up and around the ridge. In the woods and along the side of the trail we found an abundance of Mayapple plants (Podophyllum peltatum) some in bloom.
 On our drive to Middle Tennessee along I-40, we saw vast fields of Miami Mist (Phacelia purshii) blanketing the meadows and roadsides. This lacy flower was scattered along the edge of the trail.
 Look closely at the sign and you will recognize the purpose of this building: comfort. AKA outhouse. However, due to the Coronavirus, it remained locked and nailed shut offering no comfort.
 One purpose of Larkspur Conservation apart from serving as a nature preserve is to provide places for natural burials. 
 Chris and I are accustomed to visiting cemeteries in the Smokies where many generations are buried in family or church cemeteries. 
 Larkspur Conservation is committed to natural burial: no embalming, no vault, only natural casket or shroud, similar to the practice of early settlers. Many of the graves were adorned with native plants, planted and named trees, and rough-cut natural stones with minimal engraving. 
 The entire 155 acres consist of open meadows, tree-covered ridges and deep ravines. Wildflowers grew in abundance! Sweet Betsy (Trillium cuneatum) is always a treat to find. 
 Many of the graves were scattered in a large meadow. 
 A giant oak called the Founders' Tree stood sentinel near the top of the ridge overlooking a deep forested valley below. 
 Color sprouted among the leaf litter in the woods. Spiderwort (Tradescantia virginiana) grew in profusion all through the forest. 
 A damaged Jack-in-the-Pulpit (Arisaema triphyllum) still preached from its pulpit.
 Wild Comfrey (Cynoglossum virginianum) was easily recognizable by its giant fuzzy leaves and arching bloom stem. In herbal medicine Comfrey was often used to treat a variety of digestive disorders and respiratory infections. Some folks still use it as a mild sedative.
 Mowed trails meandered all around the meadow where various graves were scattered.
 Wild Columbine (Aquilegia canadensis)
perched upon one woodland grave.
 How appropriate with Resurrection Sunday approaching that we found the Dogwood, the legendary tree representing the blood-stained cross where Jesus died for the sins of the world. 
 Dwarf Larkspur (Delphinium tricorne)which gave its name to the Conservation grew along the trails, in the woods and along the steep slopes of the ravines. 
 Purple Phacelia nestles beneath Twinleaf.
 What a delightful surprise! Bent Trillium grew in a deep ravine along a dry creek bed. 
 Bent Trillium (Trillium flexipis) is one of my favorite spring wildflowers. 
 From what I can determine from my Ferns of the Smokies guide, what looks like a fern behind the Mayapple, is Mountain Spleenwort (Asplenium montanum). I am open to correction! 
 I was pleased to see Virginia Bluebells (Mertensia virginica) thriving although they were well past their peak.
 A frequent woodland companion of Virginia Bluebells  is Celandine Poppy (Stylophorum diphyllum).
There was such an array of wildflowers at Larkspur Conservation that I could have spent all day cataloging with my camera. Although disappointed that we could not hike in our intended natural area, we found a lovely spot to walk and contemplate the beauty of God's creation. 

Tuesday, March 10, 2020

Field Trip to Max Patch

Spontaneous plans are often the most fun! Our family discussion Sunday afternoon led us to plan a field trip to Max Patch. Six grandkids and our daughter participated in our excursion.
 A tickling session reinforced the camaraderie. 
 Our first destination was a lovely waterfall near the horse camp. Being only about 0.25 miles long, the path to the waterfall was a quick, easy walk. 
 Because of all the rain this past season, the waterfall was full.


 Grandkids find any excuse to play in the streams.
 We hiked the wide gentle trail to the bald where we decided it was time to eat lunch.
 It was a great day for kite flying.
 We added an extra length of string to get one of our kites way up high.
 Our second kite probably needed extra tail weight in the heavy wind gusts.
 We told the kids, "See way down there in the valley? There is a wonderful trail that leads through the woods along the Appalachian Trail and veers off to skirt the foot of the mountain. Let's explore!"
 They were all in favor! What completely surprised us were the long patches of snow stretched just below the mound of the bald. Who can resist making snowballs? 
 Spring was in the air! Mr. and Mrs. Bluebird staked out their house for the season.
 Can you blame them? Look at that view!
 From the valley floor we could see the extensive snow coverage. I bet the entire area was gorgeous a few days earlier.
 At the trail junction sign, the crew was willing to pose for a serious shot.
 Their reward was an opportunity to be silly in the second shot!
 The lower trail is very pleasant and easy to hike, perfect for the youngest grandchild and the 2 older grandparents.

 After the 3.5 mile loop hike, we returned to the starting point: the parking area. 
What a gorgeous day to be out hiking and exploring in the mountains!

Grandson Conquers Mount Cammerer

Check one destination off Jacob's bucket list! Saturday morning he met up with Uncle Noel to hike to Mount Cammerer Lookout Tower via the Low Gap Trail out of Cosby, an 11-mile in-out hike. The temperature starting in the low 40s and prediction for sunny weather guaranteed a perfect day for hiking in the Smokies. 
Although the valley had received a slight dusting of snow a few days before, the higher elevations measured snow and ice in inches.
The hike to Mt Cammerer is not for the faint-hearted. The trail is a steep, relentless 3-mile climb of more than a 2000-foot elevation gain to the Appalachian Trail. From the junction with the AT, it's another 2.5 miles of hiking to reach the spur trail leading to the tower. 
What could possibly explain these mysterious threads of ice pushing up through the frozen ground? The crystals are as delicate and thin as spun sugar. Could they be remnants of a recent battle between mountain fairy forces? Or perhaps they were the slag scraps from mountain troll mining! Or maybe they were fairy sugar farms providing sweet floss for fairy herds. None of the above! This phenomenon is actually called "needle ice." Scientifically explained, it  occurs in loose sandy soils when water in the soil moving in a capillary action from the warmer ground reacts to freezing air temperatures. The moisture in the ground gets sucked upward through tiny ice tubes freezing upon contact with frigid air. As more water is drawn up, it freezes and pushes the newly formed needles of ice outward creating long strands of fragile ice crystals. 
 The higher the trekkers climbed, the more ice rime and snow they encountered.  
 Rhododendron tunnels became ice palaces.
The ice rime gleamed and glittered in the sunlight.
 The destination is up there somewhere off to the left, a considerable climb to reach the AT and then the spur trail leading to the tower. 

The 0.6-mile spur trail to the tower passes through some intimidating rock formations. During warm months, the hiker must be observant to look and listen for timber rattlers.
Perched on the edge of the rocky cliff, the Mount Cammerer tower provides an awe-inspiring, panoramic view of the valley and mountain range upon mountain range. 

 The view from Mt Cammerer is worth the strenuous workout!
 Uncle Noel climbed out to the edge of the rock formations, a great spot to eat lunch.
 The rugged terrain reaching into North Carolina stretches for miles.
 The lookout tower is spectacular regardless of the camera angle. 
 The guys decided to return via the Lower Mount Cammerer Trail expecting the longer trail to be gentler on the knees. However, this added 5 more miles to the hike; thus, the round trip was 16.1 mile loop rather than the 11.2 in-out [or up-down] miles! 
They stopped by the Phillips' cemetery located near Groundhog Ridge on their way down via the Lower Mount Cammerer Trail.
Riding Fork Creek cascades down a long mossy rock formation. Just past the the creek crossing the hikers experienced their last serious climb and passed the Sutton Overlook spur trail. Ahhh, afterwards a wide, gently rolling trail led them back to their vehicles.  
  I enjoyed vicariously revisiting the hike to Mt Cammerer although when I hiked it, I was much younger. I asked Jacob if the pain was worth the reward. He certainly thought so. Now, on to the next destination on his bucket list!