Uwharries

I’ve traversed some rugged country in the Uwharries. My dad and I have bushwhacked through laurel thickets and scrambled up and down steep and slippery slopes to blaze trails and mark property lines. In general, though, our land is more accessible than isolated coves in the mountains or impenetrable swamps at the coast. And yet […]

“They come from Tennessee in a covered wagon.” That was all I could get out of my grandfather…” So begins this essay by Ruth Ann Grissom, first published in 1998 in the newsletter of The LandTrust for Central NC. Guest contributor Ruth Ann Grissom is a freelance writer who splits her time between Atlanta and […]