helen georgia

“There you’ll find the place I love most in the world.  The place where I grew thin from dreaming.  My village, rising from the plain.  Shaded with trees and leaves like a piggy bank filled with memories.  You’ll see why a person would want to live there forever. Dawn, morning, mid-day, night: all the same, except for the changes in the air.  The air changes the color of things there.  And life whirs by as quiet as a murmur…the pure murmuring of life.”
~Juan Rulfo,    Pedro Páramo

By delightful serendipity while lost within the winding mountain roads of the Blueridge mountains, I came upon a small Alpine village in a valley called Helen, Georgia. This is one of the first of a series of images from that enchanting place I visited one very frigid and cold Valentine’s day in 2005. For more information about this endearing location, please click here.

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