Thursday, July 3, 2008

wild goodies...

Two days ago I took my 9 year old niece out to see my pal Jesse out in Satolah, and to pick some cherries, etc. It was a really nice visit, and in addition to picking and eating lots of cherries, we also got to go out on his "buzzard rock" and visit his "sang" patch. I am so lucky to have such special friends in my life.


Jesse has this rock in his back yard where you can see most of Highlands, NC and then back over to Rabun Bald (Satolah is in GA, pretty close to NC)




(I didn't realize that ginseng even got that big.)




(this is on the roof of Jesse's house)



Jesse makes these beautiful berry buckets - just like the native americans used to make.
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2 comments:

Anonymous said...

What a fun visit!! Your niece is beautiful - love the pic of you together. & love the pic of Jesse looking out...

July 6, 2008 at 8:15 PM
Atlsat said...

All are great photos, it looks much cooler there than in Atl. How were the cherries? Looks like you can see for miles..tm

July 8, 2008 at 11:54 AM

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