Sad, sad mountain shadows.
Oh, the ridge is so blue
since the grapevines overgrew.
Mournful, meager flow,
Forks of Buffalo,
since laughter’s last echo.
Bye, bye, Blue Ridge,
bouncing footbridge,
your tadpoles ‘ve gotten big.
Three shallow fords more,
wildberry folklore, and
the closed-down corner store.
Sad, sad mountain shadows.
Oh, the ridge is so blue
since I lost the four of you.
NaPoWriMo#11~Write about something big. All four of my grandparents lived in the Blue Ridge Mountains by the Buffalo River, where wild berries and even wilder stories grew. I really miss all four of them.
Yard Sale of Thoughts 
What a wistful song, and how it’s imagery connects with my Virginian soul!
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Oh wonderful, Jaya. Are you near to Amherst?
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OMG, yes! About forty five minutes away from Amherst county. Several of my friends live down there. 🙂
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Forks of Buffalo isn’t far from Amherst. Maybe 12 miles west on 60. I am hoping to take the children there this summer. We have a few family still in the area.
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So sad and sweet. ❤️🩹
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Thank you, Worms. I’d like to take the children there this summer. Tell them all about my childhood adventures. It’s one of those places, you know. Forever in the memory.
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This was achingly beautiful! A perfect snapshot of such precious treasured memories ❤
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Thank you, Tom. One set of grandparents lived across a footbridge. I remember crossing it so many times, and I wish I could cross it now and find them there waiting and waving.
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A beautiful ode to those lovely mountains, and the context within them. Wonderful, K. 💜
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Thank you, Jeff. Those big blue mountains. I feel something different when I get in view of them. 💜
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You’re welcome, K. Always. I understand that completely. It’s how I feel when the ocean is before me. 💜
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take me home country roads….❤️
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misty taste of moonshine, teardrop in my eye….💜
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Yes! You know the Toots and Maytals version?
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I hadn’t. Listening now. So fun. Ty, ty, ty. 😉
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xx
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The mountains look beautiful in your photo. Wonderful to have memories of special people in such a place, rendered beautifully.
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Thank you kindly, Marion. I think I learned to listen to nature there and to follow my intuition. 🦋
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