Blue Ridge Parkway Artist, Pink Lady, and Apple Turnover


 

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evepeacecopyrightEvening Peace    Original 18’X23″ Oil Painting     $843

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The Pink Lady of the Grove Park Inn

Asheville’s Grove Park Inn has a reputation as one of North Carolina’s premiere hotels. First opened in 1913, the Grove Park was built by Edwin Wiley Grove and his friend and Son-In-Law Thomas Seely. Grove had made a fortune selling Grove’s Tasteless Chill Tonic throughout the South. Asheville and the nearby towns were popular health resorts at the time, and when grove visited Asheville on his doctor’s advice he decided to stay.

Soon, he and Seely began construction on the inn, designed to rival the finest hotels in America. George Gerhswin, Harry Houdini, F. Scott Fitzgerald, and even President Obama have all stayed at the Grove Park. Known for its elegance and comfort, the Grove Park hosts several world-class restaurants and a superior spa on site. It’s a beautiful, relaxing, romantic inn that you would never want to leave. And, according to legend, one guest never did.

The Pink Lady is the Grove Park Inn’s resident and much-loved phantom. This kindly spirit has been seen and felt in the halls of the Inn for nearly a hundred years. She is said to be the spirit of a young woman who fell to her death from a balcony on the fifth floor of the Inn in the 1920s. She is usually seen in the form of a pink mist, or sometimes as a full-fledged apparition of a young woman in a pink ball gown.

There are various stories about who this young lady was and how she met her end. Some say that she had come to the Inn for a clandestine evening with married lover, and who threw herself from the balcony when he called an end to their affair. Others say she was a young debutante who accidentally slipped and fell to her death.

Whatever her origins, The Pink Lady is agreed to be a good-natured, even a kind spirit. She seems to particularly enjoy the company of children, and seems a little more willing to reveal herself to them than to adults. She has been seen by the beds of children who were taken ill during a stay at the Inn, speaking softly to them and gently stroking their hands. In one famous case, a doctor who had been staying with his family at the Grove Park left a note when he checked out asking the staff to thank the lady in the pink ball gown, and that his children told him how much they enjoyed playing with her during their stay.

The Ghost of the Pink Lady is also said to enjoy playing small pranks. She’s been blamed for lights, air conditioners, and other electrical devices turning on and off by themselves. She seems to enjoy rearranging objects in the rooms. It’s also been said that she’ll occasionally wake up a sleeping guest with a good tickling on the feet.

While she has been seen all around the Inn, the spirit seems particularly attached to room 545. According to tradition it was from the balcony off of this room that the young woman fell to her death.

The Inn’s employees are used to the presence of The Pink Lady, and treat her as just another part of the tradition of the grand old hotel.

How to Get There

The Grove Park Inn is located at 290 Macon Avenue in Asheville. The Inn is open year-round, reservations are recommended.

 

I got this great story from Stories from the Mountains. I usually paraphrase what I find, but this time I printed the whole tale!  It is such a great one!

 

Life with The Word and Bird Man – Clyde Kessler

When you live with a writer, word play is the order of every day.  We were watching the news when a commercial came on about apple turnovers.  Of course, my husband couldn’t resist saying, “Why did the apple turn over?  That cracked me up and I wanted to include it in my blog but, as always, he checked the internet to see if this joke was already around.  It is and the answer is great!  The apple turned over to see the banana split!

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Blue Ridge Parkway Artist, Chicken Alley Ghost, and Floyd Fest is coming Soon!


 

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anotherrockyknobcopyrightAnother Rocky Knob  Original 8″x10″ Oil Painting    $168

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sidestreetcopyrightSide Street     Original 20″x16″ Acrylic Painting    $670

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Another one of my recent paintings from my Kendall Expressions.  In these paintings I am letting my expressive side take over!   We sure wish we could get some rain.  We are so dry right now.

 

The Ghost of Chicken Alley

Chicken Alley is a small, narrow alley in Downtown Asheville. Named because of the chickens that would congregate there in the city’s earlier days, the most prominent chicken found today in Chicken Alley is the one in the large mural by local artist Molly Must that decorates the entrance.

Dr. Jamie Smith was a physician who practiced in Asheville at the end of the Nineteenth Century. He always carried his medicine bag and a cane with a silver pommel on it. He was known as a man who loved a good time.

Asheville was a rougher city in those days. Men who worked in the logging camps and nearby industries would flood the town on weekends looking for a drink and some company.  Liquor flowed freely, virtue was easily bought and sold, and Dr. Smith loved every minute of it. There are those who say that the majority of his practice came treating the various social diseases that were the constant companions of the city’s good times.

All of this came to an end in 1902, when Dr. Smith walked in to a bar called Broadway’s Tavern, which was located in Chicken Alley. In a case of remarkably bad timing, Smith happened to stumble into the middle of a vicious bar brawl. He tried to break it up, but was stabbed in the heart by one of the men in the fight. He died instantly.

Jamie Smith’s murderer was never caught. Broadway’s Tavern burned to the ground the year after the fatal stabbing.

Ever since that night, people have reported seeing a strange figure walking in the alley late at night.  He carries an old-fashioned physician’s bag and a cane with a silver head.

The people who live Chicken Alley believe that this is the ghost of Dr. Jamie Smith. He has been seen for over 100 years, and throughout that time the figure’s appearance has been described with remarkable consistency. Dr. Smith’s fashion sense was apparently distinctive enough to make him recognizable even beyond the grave. The locals are divided as to the reason his spirit returns to the spot where he met his end. Some say he is still trying to stop the fight. Some say he still just wants a drink.

How to Get There

Chicken Alley is located in downtown Asheville between Broadway and Lexington. The Alley runs between Carolina Lane and Woodfin Street, and the entrance on Woodfin is clearly distinguishable by the large chicken mural.

 

chicken alley

I found this story on Stories from the Mountains online Publication

Life with The Bird and Word Man – Clyde Kessler

The popular Floyd Fest is coming soon!  This is a gala event with music and activities!  The Blue Ridge Discovery Center will be there, too!

 

Floyd Fest
When Jul 25 – 27, 2014
Where Floyd, VA
In cooperation with the New River Land Trust, BRDC will host a series of educational booth activities throughout the week.

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Blue Ridge Parkway Artist, Phantom Hiker and That is a Great Homework Excuse!


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fishcopyrightFish    Original Hand Colored 8″x10″ Lithograph   $170

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The Phantom Hiker of Grandfather Mountain

Grandfather Mountain stands above Blowing Rock Highway near Linville. The mountain gets its name from the mountain’s profile, which resembles the head of a bearded old man laying down in sleep.

Grandfather Mountain was operated as a private tourist attraction for many years until 2011, when it was purchased by the State of North Carolina and is now a publicly-owned nature preserve.

The phantom hiker of Grandfather Mountain is said to be an older man, bearded, with a rough  appearance.  People say he wears old-fashioned workman’s clothes that look like they’re from somewhere in the middle of the Twentieth Century. He wears a rough canvas army backpack and carries a long walking stick.

The phantom hiker is said to appear mostly as the evening is settling in, when most of the day hikers have left or are working their way back. He never says anything to himself or anyone else. He simply appears walking along one of the trails in the back country, moves swiftly ahead of anyone else he encounters, and then simply vanishes.

No one knows who this mysterious figure is. Some have suggested that he was a hiker who became lost in the the thick woods around the mountain, and fell or was injured and was unable to make his way back out. Others have said he’s just the spirit of a man who loved the mountain so much that he chose to stay there after he died.

This ghostly hiker seems to do no harm. He seems to want little to do with people in general. He only seems to be there, like all the other visitors, to enjoy the natural wonder of Grandfather Mountain.

I got this story from Stories from the Mountains online publication.

How to Get There

Grandfather Mountain nature preserve is located two miles north of Linville on US 221 near Blue Ridge Parkway at Milepost 305. The admission price covers access to all the hiking trails, exhibits, and the famous mile-high swinging bridge.

The phantom hiker is said to appear on the backcountry trails around Grandfather Mountain

Life with The Word and Bird Man – Clyde Kessler

My husband and I are having fun watching Welcome Back Kotter on MeTV.  We saw a few episodes when the show first came out and thought it was great!  We are having a lot of fun seeing episodes for the first time!  We have both taught  elementary school and college so we can relate to the shenanigans students put teachers through.

The other night Barbarino came up with the best homework excuse I have ever heard.  He had another one of the students give Mr. Kotter part of the assignment and was told to look for the Homework Mugger for the rest!   Love it!

 

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Blue Ridge Parkway Artist, Story of the Origin of the Word Hootenanny, and The Word Man gets Published Again!


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whitevasecopyrightThe White Vase    Original 14″x10″ Oil Painting   $295

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rosesdrivewaycopyrightSpring Roses   Original 24″x 20″ Oil Painting   $980

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Two of my favorite florals!

 

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The Story of Boojum and Hootin’ Annie

Eagle Nest Mountain stands at the southern edge of the Balsam mountain range and was once home to the luxurious Eagle Nest Hotel. Guests at the hotel soon began to hear the story of a strange creature who lived in the area. The thing was not quite a man and not quite an animal — it stood about eight feet tall and every inch of its body was covered with shaggy grey hair, except for its human face. The creature was named Boojum, and he seemed to be harmless enough, but he did have two all-too human habits.

The first of these was the Boojum was greedy and he loved to hoard gems. Rubies and emeralds are found naturally throughout the mountains of North Carolina, and Boojum loved to hunt for these pretty, precious stones and hide them away in his own treasure hoards.  He would then bury them in one of the secret caves on the mountain

Boojum’s second habit  was that he loved to look at pretty girls. Back in those days, a young woman who wanted to have a bath might head off into the woods to find a secluded pond at the base of a waterfall. There, safe from human eyes, she could strip down and bathe. A young woman enjoying herself in the water would often hear a rustle in the bushes and look up to see his hairy face peering down at her.

Now, most of these girls would quickly gather up their clothes and run off back home as soon as they saw him. But one young woman named Annie was braver than most, and one day when she was bathing in a stream deep in the balsam groves on Eagle Nest, she looked up and saw Boojum staring down at her. But Annie didn’t run, in fact, she looked into Boojum’s sorrowful eyes and saw that above all else he was just another lonely soul living on the mountain. Annie fell in love with those sad eyes, and she fell in love with Boojum, and she left her home and her family to go and live with Boojum deep in the mountain woods as his wife.

As much as Boojum loved Annie, and as much as Annie loved Boojum, Boojum still hung on to his love of jewels. On certain nights, he would leave his bride alone and go searching for jewels on the mountain. Annie, growing lonely, would go out in search of Boojum, and she developed a peculiar holler, something that sounded like a cross between a monkey and a hooting owl, that she would use to call out to Boojum. Boojum would use the same cry to call back to her, and eventually the two calls would come closer together until they came together on the hills.

Annie and Boojum calling to each other was often heard by guests at the Eagle Nest Hotel. Folklorist John Parris has said that Annie’s owl-like holler was the source of the term “Hootenanny,” which appeared in the language around the turn of the twentieth century and meant any kind of party or get-together. In the 1960’s the term was expanded by pop artists to mean a gathering of folk musicians.

 

I got this great story from Stories from the Mountains online publication

 

Life with The Word and Bird Man – Clyde Kessler

 

The Word Man really is tearing up the Publishing Turf these days!  He was notified last night of four more accepted poems!

Editor Vanessa Eccles accepted four poems for the Fall Issue of Belle Rêve Literary Journal: A Southern Experience. That is scheduled for November 2014.
 
Poems are “Distances”, “Everything Is A Wager”, “Snow Frogs” and “Talking”.
 
The title of the magazine is from Tennessee Williams’ play A Streetcar Named Desire. Belle Rêve is the name of the plantation home of Blanche & Stella.
 
 
Here is this magazine’s web page:
 
 

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Blue Ridge Parkway Artist, Ghost of East Hall, and The Word Man gets Published Again!


 

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nanandbeaucopyrightNan Beau   Original    20″x18″ Oil Painting     $740

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A favorite portrait of my sister with the only dog she had growing up.  Beau was an exceptionally sweet dog!

 

techpondcopyrightTech Duck Pond    Original Oil Painting has been Sold

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The V.P.I. and S.U. duck pond is a favorite place to walk and fish in Blacksburg, VA!

East Hall Ghost

East Hall Dormitory is on Appalachian  State University.  The story began in the 1960’s.  A student took her life on the lowest floor of the five story section. The cause is not remembered.  She hung her self with a long silk scarf in the basement restroom.

Ever since then students have reported strange happenings. Whispering in the hallways, strange balls of light hovering near the ceiling in the dorm rooms, and one man claimed a ghost toppled him over after he heard the words, “My Dorm.”

The strongest presence of a ghost is felt in the basement where the girl died.  Students have reported seeing a blue mist about the size of a human being moving through walls and always ending the walk at the bathroom.

Whatever is going on, there seems to be an affect on the students that live there.  There have been a lot of psychotic episodes and the school’s mental health services  keep a close eye on the students in this dorm and they are always on the look out for early signs that a student that has gone East!

I got this story from North Carolina Ghosts and Legends on the online publication Stories from the Mountains

 

Life with The Word and Bird Man – Clyde Kessler

Once again The Word Man has published his work!  I am very impressed with how frequently he is publishing his poetry these days!   He is not sure how many times he has been published but he knows it is more than 200 times in small press publications!

This time three of his poems will be in The Kentucky Review!  They will appear in the online publication  soon and the printed publication in January 2015.  Way to go Word Man!

 

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