Friday, November 13, 2009

Time Goes By

Half way up a mountain, well past the majority of civilization, are the far reaches are a former time. Someone had to be the last house in the holler before the severity of slope and exposure to the elements said you have gone as far up as you reasonably can.



If you keep going up where the road turns to enter the gated domain of a collection of my new clients, the road quickly ends at the old farm house below. I drove up there one day and it looks abandoned. Not as abandoned as the two houses on the road below it that have been swallowed up by the forest, but still eerily quiet.



Was this the farmstead of the family that used to own the whole mountain?



The severity of slope and exposure to the elements no longer stops the upward migration of houses. Technology and engineering have over come these obstacles. Today it isn't about being at the end of the holler. It is about being the king of the hill.

Where I was working today was no where near the top. I was at the low end of the neighborhood.



In countless places archaeologists have found currently living and long dead cities were built on top of the rubble of the lives that came before. On one small and shrinking planet there isn't much of a choice.



Time goes by and a new type of living replaces the old. The only land there is moves at a pace multitudes of degrees slower than the fleeting speck of a human life. A bond we can never break means the land must forever be reused.

9 comments:

Lola said...

Oh my, {t'sie's}. That home place is a dreamers dream. Split rail fence, front porch, back porch & mtns all around.
One can visualize a people of past times before later inhabitants arrived to take over & continue. All life before is an intrigue.
Thanks, Christopher.

Anonymous said...

Love that stone.

bev

Christopher C. NC said...

Lola that house and farm does look to good to just let it go. I have never seen any sign of life there. Maybe the owners just come to visit. It needs a family though to live there.

Bev that is one awesome stone wall. It needs a bit of repair, but I doubt the new luxury home owners along the line of the old wall would bother to fix it.

chuck b. said...

Maybe they work during the day. :)

Siria said...

Hi Christopher! What a beautiful place! I love that stone wall. Where is this at?

There is a home below us that you can only see in the winter and this old farmstead reminds me of it. I don't ever see too much activity there, but in the winter there is always smoke drifting out of their chimney.

Lola said...

I whole heartily agree. It takes the love of a family for a house to live. It seems it is just waiting for that special family to arrive. My heart goes out to it.
Is there any animals that you can see? Does a road go past the home or just stop at the home?

Christopher C. NC said...

That is an idea Chuck. The place still looks to tidy to be completely abandoned.

Siria this neighborhood is way up on the mountain to the southeast of the Hazelwwod part of Waynesville or a little bit past the Waynesville Country Club areas mountain houses.

Lola the road ends at the gate to this house. I have not seen any animals in the pasture.

Grace Peterson said...

Undoubtedly a rich history. Maybe when you've got the time and the nerve you can go down and see if anyone is there.

I find it sad bordering on deplorable the number of huge mansion-esque structures going up in rural, otherwise lovely places. But as you said, Time Goes By.

sweet bay said...

I wonder if it's a vacation home for someone. It doesn't look from the pictures like it's in disrepair.

Perhaps someone who doesn't live in the area anymore inherited the place and doesn't want to sell.

What a beautiful location. It would be interesting to know the history of the place.