When the evening sun hits the snow-covered Blue Ridge Mountains, the words Delectable Mountains always swim into my head.
There's a quilt block of that name, but the name originated in Pilgrim's Progress. I never read that classic, but I did read (many times) Little Women, in which the March sisters had a game of pretending to be pilgrims, traveling to the Delectable Mountains.
I can see the appeal--I look at these mountains every day, but in their winter dress and just before sunset, they are magical. And delectable.
4 comments:
They are certainly beautiful- delectable is even a better description! And they look bigger somehow!
I think that is a good name. I read Pilgrim’s Progress a very very long time ago and can’t say that it did anything for me.
The Blue Ridge is the most beautiful part of the Appalachian mountain range.
You have such a lovely view.
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