After over three weeks “on the road” or in the living room yakking with my visiting old friend, Janet, I think I am back to my favorite thing – blogging! It’s a hard climb though. I seem to have forgotten all my used-to-be creative urges and am in a ghastly funk.
Janet and I did a lot of driving.
On one of our windy road tours through Virginia, we came upon an overlook. It was one of those places to get out, stretch, and gaze upon a lovely mile high view of the valley below.
But, what really drew me to pull into this place was a set of overgrown stone steps that aimed for the sky.
Never mind the view! It was only a view.
I was in love with the stairs!
Can you see there is only a chimney at the top?
Who were the people who lived there?
Those beautiful steps are a testament to what must have been a gorgeous home.
Who enjoyed that view before the highway and before all the gawking onlookers?
Was it a cottage built as a romantic getaway to escape the maddening crowd?
Was there a family there enjoying a Spartan mountain life?
Who were they? How did they get there? Why are they gone?
Coming back to blogging is much like I felt gazing at that ghostly stairway.
Climbing back to my blogging friends and cleaning up the clutter as I go is the sudden challenge.
The foundation is there but the weeds have taken over and I can only imagine what to write about next.
So, I am starting with the first stone step in my ghostly stairway to the stars.
A metaphor truly. The “WAY THERE” lasts longer than the destination.
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Love the mystery! Reminds me of of Daphne du Maurier’s Rebecca! Glad you are back to blogging. It’s hard to get back into the routine, isn’t it?
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I Hi Dora. It looked a beautiful place. I would have done just the same out of Curiosity. Did you go to the top of the those lovely steps and explore?.
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Aaaaargh! 🙂
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Hi Rita. My curiosity about the mystery steps was not enough to make me climb them. I was too tired from traveling and coming down with a cold. Must go back to see what is really up there, but in the meantime, my imagination may be even more colorful than reality. 🙂 Dor
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If you go back please let me know. I’m inquisitive now. Thanks for comment Re American Indian Pottery. Ancient pottery is my speciality. I would love a piece of them all.
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You’re back!! Yay! You’ll find your way, Dor, one step at a time. I’m fascinated by steps too and find myself photographing them as well. Maybe it’s just that old saying rumbling through my mind, “Onward and upward.” 😉
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Welcome home. 🙂
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You’re baaaaaaack!! Woo Hoo!
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What a lovely place that must have been, someone’s dream home, no doubt. Good to see you, Dor! Hope you’re over that miserable cold.
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I love this image. And I’m glad you’re back. 🙂
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Welcome back – beautiful stairway.
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I love those stairs too! The place does look very mystical. Lovely shots, Dor 🙂
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Welcome back missed you 😦
Take your time I know how hard it is to go and come back things change the rhythm gone but we are all here.
HUGS
Eunice
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🙂 Halfway home anyway….. 🙂
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On the way up Patti! Thanks….
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Thanks Seasweetie! 🙂
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Imagination takes over when things look abandoned. Looks like you think the same way I do. 🙂
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You’re right Eunice – – the change in rhythm is hard to deal with.
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I have learned to settle in to a pace I can have a real life and still not miss all of you. Did flooding come close to you? My brother I do not speak to lives over by Lake Fontana (sp) Bryson City
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No flooding here though most of the area panics with rain since there are creeks and rivers around. Must look up Lake Fontana an Bryson City as new places to explore. Sad that you and brother are not speaking but I suppose that happens sometimes in families.
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Such a bad falling out not because we do not love each other but because we do 😦 and I want only the very best for him
Lots of pretty areas over off 40 heading towards Ashland 🙂
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You can take a cruise on Fontana and look up into the woods and see my brothers log home 🙂
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