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ultra-average · 3 months
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herd-reject-arts · 1 month
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Obed River trail at Lilly Bridge, Lancing, TN (March 25, 2024)
There's something almost spiritual about walking along the edge of a cliff, seeing the water hundreds of feet below, knowing the valley the river sits in was carved out by it for an amount of time the human brain can't even fathom. I just wish there had been a path along the river so I could admire just how high the cliffs stood. This part of the park is also a dedicated dark zone, and I really want to go back at night some time to see the stars.
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kimzplace · 6 months
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Greenville Tennessee
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The diversity of Trillium
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ckatwriter · 4 months
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If you're in the east TN area, come say hi and maybe pick up a copy of my book!
Say the Tumblr secret code for 2 dollars off 😜
Bring me a present for 50% off 😝 /hj
Book summary:
The Afterlife has a flyover state, and it's called Purgatory.
Overlooked, often misunderstood, and exactly where Terry ends up.
After taking her own life, Terry isn't met with pearly gates or fire and brimstone, but with gray office buildings and a crummy apartment. She wakes up on Purgatory's lowest level with no memory of her life, a lot of questions, and a job to work off the years she had left on Earth as a Soul Shepherd in the hope of achieving a better ultimate destination.
She meets Dean, her quippy, sarcastic manager who evades her questions at every turn, but whose help Terry will need if she ever has a chance to move forward or find out who she used to be. And with the help of new friends who know what it's like to be stuck in limbo, she's determined to make the best of a weird situation.
Besides...she's already dead, what's the worst that could happen?
TW: mentions of suicide but not shown on-page, depression, death, and (alluded to) transphobia
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lake day in the holler. grilling on the open water riding jetskis, and drinking twisted teas while i float in the sun. barbara, hold my calls
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Buffalo Mountain, this is local to me and where I took my daughter for her first hike.
Johnson City Aerial Photography
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peachy-bellini · 6 months
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Bless our home.
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90frogsinatrenchcoat · 6 months
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Connection to The Land
As an Appalachia native, it's odd to see people who are from big cities walk into the forests. They don't respect them at all, and they see them like they are some sort of giant ball of rubber bands. They have absolutely no connection to the earth. and that's strange to me.
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ultra-average · 9 months
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Sunrise hike
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robocop1906 · 10 months
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Sooo had a visitor today. Took a picture and set her free back in the woods.
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kimzplace · 3 months
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My old homeplace Pike co. Ky.
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bloodstained-blonde · 7 months
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found a dead possum in the woods, wonder what got it
♡ keep parts of dead things in the freezer outside, wondering if they suffered while they were alive ♡
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realappalachia · 1 year
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Information courtesy of Johnson County (Tennessee) Historical Society:
A pump-lever car on the Laurel Railway (Mountain City, TN to Laureldale, VA--Laureldale was located about 1.5 miles south of Damascus, VA, about where today's intersection of highways US-58 and TN/VA-91 is), circa 1916. (The building in the background is the Laurel Railway's Laureldale depot.) People in the pic, left to right: John Lethcoe, Milton Hensley, Walt Comer, John Wolfe, Ben Broady. (The Laurel Railway's former roadbed is today's highway 91.)
I just thought this was so cool. I love learning about the old railroads in East Tennessee.
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taylorparks187 · 1 year
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my-cursed-brain · 4 months
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Listen I know that there's so, so much wrong with Tennessee, but I don't think there's and benefits for me in leaving anymore. It feels like there's nowhere safe in America to live as a queer person, so what's the point in moving? Yes the smaller town I live in sucks, but I think that moving to a bigger town might be as good as it will ever get. Nature wise, Tennessee is so beautiful and idk what I'd do without being surrounded by mountains. I went to Arizona once, and I've genuinely considered moving there, but I felt too visible because I could actually see the horizon instead of mountains. I'm not happy at the fact that I've gotten rid of my accent as much as I could, but I did it because I thought it would limit me too much if I went through with voice acting. I hate the hot summers but I love how the bugs scream at night and the fireflies. I miss enjoying old country music as a kid. I was never good at singing but I'll be damned if I couldn't yodel and sing perfectly along to Hank Williams's songs. I doubt that I could do that now and that makes me incredibly sad. God I miss some of the food that I grew up with. I miss shelling beans for my grandmother. I fucking love Gatlinburg, it has the kind of energy that I never grew up with because I never lived anywhere that was frequently visited. I love driving through tiny towns and seeing old stores. The kudzu is absolute everywhere, though. I love that one produce place in Rogersville near the newspaper because I know that I can get the best Rome apples there. I hate that one auto repair shop in Bean Station because it's been like 10 years and my family has never gotten one of our cars back. Idk. Even though this isn't the ideal place to live because I'm queer and have religious trauma, I couldn't live without the oddities that come with living in the south.
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