Showing posts with label tennessee. Show all posts
Showing posts with label tennessee. Show all posts

Friday, May 29, 2009

There's quilts in them there hills . . .




The weather wasn't too kind to us the last few weeks, but we finally has a few sunshiny days, so Gracie--the faithful pup--and I headed up to Hancock County, TN last weekend to visit the barn quilting community there.

Stayed in Kyle's Ford at River Place; I recommend it if you are ever up that way--very peaceful. Gracie didn't get to swim, though--as we were staying at the retreat there, and the linens were awfully nice. When we camp--she swims! The Blazing Star quilt in the photo is about a mile from the retreat; if you look just to the right, you can see the Clinch River.

Finding barn quilts in the mountains is always a bit tricky; maps are never quite to scale and often don't include all of the roads. So I turned to the trusty voice--my GPS. The first time I found myself driving down a single lane gravel road to nowhere, I thought, "OK--maybe I put in "shortest route" instead of "fastest." Don't ever use "shortest" in the country! But when the Honda got mired in mud along a creek where I had to back out since there was no room to turn around--I decided I couldn't depend on the gal in the machine this time.

Luckily I had another gal--Kim, who coordinated the trails in the area--who carefully filled in by hand on the map all of the missing roads where I would find quilt squares. As always, I found that barn quilters are some of the nicest folks around. I was treated to dinner--including deviled eggs--at a peaceful cabin on a high mountain ridge. I am told that Alex Haley was a friend of the former owner and visited from time to time. It was indeed an ideal setting for a writer; perhaps I will take them up on their offer and stay there next time I visit.

As is always the case when talking with farmers, I learned a bit about agriculture, including the different varieties of cane and tobacco. Tobacco varieties are actually of some importance to my project, as the type of curing required dictates the structure of the barn. No need to consult a book--just ask a farmer!

Sunday, April 19, 2009

Spring Break

Spring Break--time for a road trip! The faithful hound, Gracie, traveled with me, as I hate to leave her for more than a couple of days. I like to think that it matters to her.

I stopped back into Eastern TN to visit a lovely lady--Marcella Epperson--who welcomed me with a "little snack." Two hours later, after quiche, a congealed salad (always have loved 'em) and an ice cream sundae, she showed me the beautiful quilts handed down from her mother, including the one painted on her barn. What a nice visit.

Off the next day in the cold to the Knoxville area, where I visited a farm founded in 1825, where two sisters--one 92, and the "baby" at 88--took turns telling tales of the old days and pored over the family Bible to get it all just right. The weather was crazy--sunshine and snow at the same time!

Finally on to Georgetown and Stamping Ground, KY to see the Buffalo Gals' trail. The folks in the area are so welcoming. The Landrys, who are at the heart of this project call themselves "elderly," but everyone knows that 70 is the new 50! And any man who can hang 100 quilt barns while standing on scaffolding isn't elderly in my book! They set me up with an itinerary and even bought me breakfast at Cracker Barrel. Love me some Cracker Barrel!

OH--and my new friend--the GPS! What did I ever do without that voice?? Honestly, I was amazed at how easy it was. Even tiny rural roads are mapped. Now she did get a little testy whenever I pulled off onto a lane to take a picture--"Turn around. Turn around."
The barns in this area are mostly black, so the quilts really pop out. Over 100 of them, and quite a few with great stories.

Gracie had fun running and chasing pine cones; I got muddy lying in a field of alfalfa trying to get just the right photo. I know it is alfalfa only because when the farmer came out to see about the groundhog in his field (not sure how he came to that conclusion, since my Honda was parked nearby), he told me that's what I was rolling around in.
Whew--we got home tired and ready for some rest. Next trip--North Carolina in a couple of weeks. Stay tuned.