Thursday, February 16, 2017

Rocks in Tennessee

This post is going to be all about rocks, not just any rocks, but the rocks in Tennessee.  Why would I do that you ask?  Because there is so much subject matter all around me and I could write for years about the rocks just in my garden.  If you think I have hit a new low on my blog, just wait, you haven't seen anything yet.

First, I must address the international people that are clicking on my site since you won't know much about where I live.  You are more than welcome here but I can't imagine why anyone, except my mom (Hi, Mom) would come here.  Joshua said the hits could not possibly be anyone reading my crazy (he did not use that word but I know he was thinking it) posts so they must be web crawlers.  I don't know what that is but it sounds like spiders, which I hate.  So if you are a spider, go away;  you are not welcome.  He could have said that so I will stop writing and misquoting him.  Anyway, welcome if you are a person and if you are here just to laugh at me, go for it.

Second, here is a map of Tennessee so you will understand where I live.  I would not know where all of ya'll (southern colloquial contraction for "you all") are located if it wasn't for the map on my blog.  A short geography lesson follows so stay awake.  The state is sharply divided into three regions.  To the east is the Great Smoky Mountains high up on the Cumberland Plateau.  The west is fertile Mississippi river-bottom farmland.  Middle Tennessee is gentle, rolling land in a basin surrounded by highland rims.  I am in southern middle Tennessee, not rich fertile farmland, the bottom of the basin.

We sit right on top of limestone bedrock.  This is what you see when you drive down the roads.

This is what is under my garden, solid bedrock.  So solid that when they build the roads, it is necessary to blast through the rock and it leaves these vertical drill patterns in the stone where they insert the dynamite.

On top of the rock lives horrible, old, worthless thorn and cedar trees.  Some of these trees are looking stressed. Don't worry.  They won't die.  They can live anywhere hostile and withstand anything, except water and good soil.

This tree is surviving on the edge of a cliff with no dirt which shows how tough they are.

This is my neighborhood, what I see when I take a walk down my street.  This land is still wooded and is uncleared.  Notice how the trees grow down in the crevices in the rocks.

This is the same area but where the trees have been cleared and turned into pasture.  

As I said, I have plenty of subject matter.

The official State Song of Tennessee is Rocky Top.  I think now you can understand why that song was chosen.

Rocky Top with lyrics performed by the Osborne Brothers on Youtube

Rocks in My Neighborhood


  1. Bonjour Jeannie

    I'm one of the international crew. I'm a French gal living in Luxembourg (yes, one of the tiniest countries in the world), and though commenting on people's blogs is not my forte, well, I believe in good manners and politeness!

    Your blog is both informative and hyper fun, that's the only reason why I'm reading it.
    I'm no spider I swear.


    1. Welcome Sophie-Marie! I am glad you are a REAL PERSON not a spider as Joshua said. Now I realize he really was making that up and there are people out there. Of course I had to Google your country and spend a long time reading about it. So interesting. Do not let anyone put you down for being a small country, we have a saying, "Dynamite comes in small packages!"

      Do continue reading all you want. I have more stories planned about all the rocks around me. On the next sunny day, I plan to walk down the other way on the street and take pictures of all those rocks! So welcome and hopefully the excitement won't be too much.

    2. Wow wow wow Jeannie that's a tease!!!

      Thank you for your welcome. Loved the saying!! Now had to laugh when you wrote "your country". France has not annexed Luxembourg yet!!!!

      We are living here because of my husband's job. I also am the mother of two girls (18 and 13).
      Next September the older one, Pauline, will leave us to go to some french University. Useless to say I was very moved when I read your thoughts on an empty nest.

      Take care,


    3. Pardon me for not replying. If I think about it I might start crying all over again.

  2. Jeannie, these are fantastic geography lessons ! Thank you.
    Each country side has its special charm. Sorry, - I cannot find a
    suitable English word for what I mean.
    This landscape, where you live, is impressing.
    I also listened to ROCKY TOP. Great song !

    1. Did listening to the song want to make you dance?

  3. Hello from Oregon! I love reading blogs on country life and frugality and yours fits the bill! Thanks for sharing.

    1. Hello Stacey from Oregon! I am so glad you are a real person also. Please continue reading all you want, as long as you are not a spider...

  4. I love Tennessee. I grew up around Chattanooga and I miss the mountains. It does have a lot of rocks and as a kid I loved climbing on them. Some day I hope to be able to move back. Paula in Kansas

    1. Mercy Paula! No wonder you miss the mountains; there is no land flatter than Kansas. Do try and hurry back home.

  5. I love our limestone! Nice photos!