Tuesday, April 16, 2013

Blue Ridge Mountain's Turning Green

The Blue Ridge Mountains.
This song runs through my head every spring as I see the closer mountains change from their winter brown to a soft living green .  I learned it as a kid listening to Charlie Waller and the Country Gentlemen.  Bluegrass music brings back a lot of good memories.

Blue Ridge Mountain’s Turning Green
                                Written by James Lunsford

Blue Ridge Mountain’s turning green
I wanna go home again
To see my mountain friends,
Spring time opens up my heart
Makes me want to share
The good old mountain air,
Life's so young and free for all
For those who answered the Blue Ridge Mountain call.
Blue Ridge Mountains turning green
I wanna go home again
To see my mountain friends.

Sunrise breaks the morning dew
Walkin' on new plowed ground
A distant cow bell sound,
Tall trees reach the misty blue
And all of their leaves are green,
Shadows on the mountain stream,
Dogwood and mountain laurel bloom
Welcome mat for nature's living room.
Blue Ridge Mountains turning green
I wanna go home again
To see my mountain friends.

Night time gathers in the crowd
Listen to the children sing
Hear the banjos ring,
Blue Ridge Mountain’s music sound
Comes from a lonely hill
Listen to the whippoorwill,
Old-time fiddles that I hear
Playing a tune that I love so dear.
Blue Ridge Mountains turning green
I wanna go home again
To see my mountain friends.

Blue Ridge Mountain’s turning green.


These photos are all taken on the farm where we live at the edge of the Blue Ridge.  I try to soak in the beauty!  From the entire landscape to the miniature details, this is beauty that makes a person’s spirit well up with a longing to worship. 

Wild Pear Blossoms.
Native Redbud.

The scenery from our lane in the evening.
Our house is in the distance on the right.

Taken from our front yard.
Virginia's state flower, the Dogwood, growing wild.

Beautiful curls of fern.

Virginia Bluebell, a flower with lots of childhood memories for me.

Brilliant lime green moss growing on a Maple.
Anybody home?

Pasture fields.

"Praise the Lord from the earth,

you great sea creatures and all ocean depths,

lightning and hail, snow and clouds,

stormy winds that do his bidding,

you mountains and all hills,

fruit trees and all cedars,

wild animals and all cattle,

small creatures and flying birds,

kings of the earth and all nations,

you princes and all rulers on earth,

young men and women,

old men and children."

Psalm 148:7-12


  1. This is a neat post, Jessica! I love the scenery pictures with the fences! they are so neat! :) Thanks for sharing! And I sent you an email of some pictures I've taken recently! :)

  2. I live in the Ozark Mountains of northwest Arkansas. Every time I hear the song Blue Ridge Mountains Turning Green I have to step outside and gaze at the beautiful mountains in front of me. Whether they be Blue Ridge, Ozark, Appalachian, or Rocky mountains, mountains and their scenery remind us just how lucky we are to witness such beauty. What majestic creations.


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