January 30 Blue Ridge

One of my favorite places to visit is Blue Ridge, Georgia. It’s nestled along the northern edge of the state within lunch-driving-distance of both Tennessee and North Carolina, just beneath the upside-down T lines where three states meet. Mercier Orchards is there, and you can buy a peck of Georgia apples year-round. Or you can go to the Blue Ridge Arts Center and learn how to make stained glass and look at all the art on display. Afterwards, you can stroll all the shops and find practically anything you might want to buy – a cabin, a canoe, a leather purse, a pair of handmade earrings crafted by a local artisan, and all the best in outdoor survival gear. You can even catch the train downtown and take a ride through the Nantahala Forest and go to Bryson City, North Carolina, all comfortable in a train seat with a book as the scenery changes throughout the journey. No matter what you choose to do in Blue Ridge, it’s a lovely way to spend a day!

I wasn’t taking the train yesterday, though. I was doing something far more adventuring. I was visiting an elementary school media center as we gather ideas for our own updates in our county to connect them to our reading initiatives. All the while, though, I was thinking about that train. How reading takes us places in time and space. In a library, you have the world at your feet, and if you aren’t in Blue Ridge long enough to take the train, you can read The Book Thief and travel by rail through another country, straight through history. Or you can choose The Polar Express and sip hot chocolate on the way to the North Pole. Or you can go somewhere warm – like Poppy and Alex in People We Meet on Vacation, which I just finished by audiobook earlier this week during another bout of vertigo.

When I met Tillie the Library Turtle, I stepped off the train and out of the vacation and waded into a stream in New England with Sy Montgomery and Matt Patterson, flashing back to Of Time and Turtles. Libraries are filled with little worlds, all rolled up into pages and pages and memories – and that is great in Blue Ridge and everywhere else!