The tunnels on the Parkway (there are 26 of them) were carved out of the Blue Ridge mountains. Most of the work was done by the Civilian Conservation Corps in the 1930s. Building these tunnels was a costly and hazardous venture. But it had to be done if the road was going to run along [...]
I love the way summer says good bye with a gentle voice. Our mountain daisies still link like a friend who really doesn't want to leave because the conversation has been endearing and sweet. "We'll meet again," I always say—after fall and winter has come our way. "Good bye, dear friend, good bye."