I recall my last visit to the Blue Ridge Institute and Museum in Ferrum, Virginia. It’s a photographers treasure trove of compositions. The above image, and the next one, are from there. The last image is not. The colorful barn located along the Blue Ridge Parkway is one of my favorites. However, today the barn is in poor condition and the paint has faded to where “color” is only a wish. I’m so glad I was able to make this image when the scene was perfect for me. This aspect of photography is what I love the most. Being able to go back through our archives to view how things were. Memories.
Slate Mountain Presbyterian Church was originally built in 1932, It’s located along the Blue Ridge Parkway in SW Virginia. Here’s a related fact. A Graveyard is located in a churchyard, such as here. A Cemetery is located somewhere not associated with a church. As an aside, I learned that fact during a visit to several really old churches in England and Scotland in the 1980s. The architecture of this church looks similar to some I saw there.
Mountains in Virginia. Elevation: Above 3500 feet. No more 2018 Fall colors. Trees are mostly bare of leaves now. Snowed earlier this week. It was a nice Fall, and I was pleased I saw and photographed what I did.
This farm situated along the Blue Ridge Parkway in Virginia, above 3500 feet elevation, is a favorite photo destination of mine. I try to get various compositions throughout the year as seasons change. It takes a hearty and adaptive person to farm at this elevation, some distance away from a town, but there are many successfully doing it today. Cattle, corn, and other crops thrive thanks to their efforts.
Small town Produce Markets displaying Pumpkins, Gourds, Potted Mums, and other seasonal items are now doing business in that regard. Like the farm market just two miles from where we live in SW Virginia. I saw this while driving past, and on my way back home, I stopped to make these photos using my iPhone 7 Plus Camera. Always handy and very capable.
Farming above 3000 feet can’t be easy. Living in an environment with rocky soils, harsh weather and relative remoteness in the Blue Ridge Mountains of Virginia, hearth folk have thrived for hundreds of years. I love driving along ridge lines and through winding valleys, capturing what I see with my cameras. These images were made last month and reflect the unique beauty of it all.
The old saying, “You can take the person out of the country, but can’t take the country out of the person” applies to me and my camera, most of the times I travel locally in search of interesting photo compositions. It’s even better when what I see has a bit of history involved.
There are some photos which (for those having lived in the southern regions of the United States) might be recognized as being taken “down south.” My first photo involves a question. Why do old bank buildings look basically the same down south? Sadly, they no longer have the purpose they once did.
If you’re familiar with the Piedmont Regions of Virginia and North Carolina, you will recognize tobacco plants growing, soon to take over fields like this one. This crop is far less prevalent than it once was. That’s a good thing for many, not so much for others who make their living on the farm. Some of you may have labored picking tobacco leafs, which I understand was very hot and dirty work.
And then there are the numerous ponds and small marshy areas in the south. In their own way they are very beautiful with their vibrant colors at this time of year.
And lastly, it’s not hard to find old log-crib type farm structures down south, if you look for them. When I make photos of them, I like to look for a different view. Like this one.
Henry, Virginia is really just a name and Zip Code, more than it is a small settlement, town or city. In fact, one of its few main remaining buildings is not much more than a great photo opportunity. The main draw for me are the train tracks that pass close by to that building, and the manner in which the vacant tracks pass into the distance, giving some nice perspective views. That was my mission the day I visited recently, to photograph the tracks with some interesting perspective views. As I was standing in the middle of the tracks with my camera in hand, I heard in the distance the soulful sound of an oncoming train, as it passed by distant road crossings I could not see. I was excited because this meant I’d be able to get a close up photo of the Norfolk Southern train engines as they passed by me, standing a safe distance of course. It was a very long coal train and since I was headed in the direction of the side of the tracks I was on, I decided to drive on with some nice photos. Before I left, however, I snapped an image of the town’s historic building. I have a lot of photos of that building which I’ve taken over the years. Henry, though very small, is one of my favorite locations in the Blue Ridge region.