A Bit About Me, the Yankee in West Virginia

Greetings from Seneca Rocks, West Virginia!  (The photo above was taken by a friend, Judy Hickey, of Seneca Rocks, formerly of Stafford, Virginia!)

A friend first introduced me to this area in the fall of 2013 and I immediately knew I’d come home.  For a gal who adorns her home’s walls with old pitchforks, hay picks, and David Knowlton prints of old barns, West Virginia is a dream come true.

I’d spent the last 24 years in northern Virginia, (mostly) dodging traffic on I-95, cringing as more trees were felled to make room for still MORE shopping centers and new “hot lanes” for commuters, and raising my three children.  Once my children were grown and out of the home, it finally dawned on me that I was no longer tied to Stafford.  While I enjoyed the historic sites in that area and found some truly dear friends, I just never felt at home there.  It seemed to me that houses were built on top of houses and that cars were stacked on top of cars – it was just too much for me.  I longed for space, for lots of green, and for people whose lives did not revolve around endless commutes.

Seneca Rocks is that place for me.  I’m smack dab in the middle of the Monongahela National Forest and the Spruce Knob Seneca Rocks Recreation Area.  I think cattle and sheep outnumber people here.  The main road is a two-lane highway, and if there are five cars driving within eyesight at one time it’s this area’s version of a traffic jam.  The nearest fast food is found at Mackville Mart, a small store that sells gas, diesel, and essentials, and offers up some tasty grilled items until about 7:30 or 8:00.  It’s the only place I have ever been where the proprietors will invite you in only seconds before they were to lock up, turn back on the grill, and make you dinner – and be happy to do it!  I’ve yet to hear a helicopter or a siren.  Here, a neighbor’s hunting dogs keep me company with their baying at times but I don’t mind – no one could ever sneak up on my home without disturbing those dogs!

I cannot get enough of the old barns and farmhouses here.  I’ve always been fond of “fixer-uppers” and there’s plenty of those around.  I’m living in my temporary home, a sunny, comfortable trailer that I just adore, while I learn where I want to put down my roots.  Hopefully I can find an old, four-room place that needs some TLC down some “holler” in the mountains.  By then, I’ll have a four-wheel drive truck that can get me through the snow better than my VW Jetta.  I’ll have a full-time job doing what I don’t know but the important thing is that I’ll be home – really home – for the first time.  I guess I’ve been a country gal all along.  Now I am finally living my dream!

Through this blog, I’ll highlight my experiences and thoughts here in Seneca Rocks.  Friends and family suggested I turn my Facebook postings and email entries into a blog and this is the result.  I hope you enjoy it.

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