It’s hard for me not to keep writing about Tennessee, that state where I was raised. I was reminded again recently of just how beautiful Tennessee is, when I came across some photos my wife and I took.
God's country.
Below is an image I’ve seen my whole life. An old barn in the field behind mom and dad’s house.
Storing hay for the winter.
And here’s a tree in my parents’ backyard that’s as old as I am. Looking up at this angle forces you to breath in that crisp Tennessee air.
When your in the mountains, you’re closer to the heavens. Here, the moon doesn’t wait for nightfall.
Now imagine sitting in your easy-chair taking it all in. That’s my dad.
Harold Waller. Age 76.
O Tennessee, that gave us birth,
To thee our hearts bow down
For thee our love and loyalty
Shall weave a fadeless crown
Thy purple hills our cradle was;
Thy fields our mother breast
Beneath thy sunny bended skies,
Our childhood days were blessed.
A quick note about the author: Tim Waller lives in Greenville, South Carolina. He is a news reporter at Hearst Television station WYFF-TV. 
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3 comments
Michelle says:
March 9, 2009 at 12:45 pm (UTC -6 )
I thought Texas was God’s country?!?!
Taking it all in…that will be a great…retirement.
Tim says:
March 12, 2009 at 8:47 am (UTC -6 )
Would ya believe I’ve never been to Texas? I’ve heard it’s beautiful, but here’s the litmus test: Do you have mountains? I’m a mountain boy.
tom k says:
June 18, 2009 at 8:12 pm (UTC -6 )
I know just what u mean, especially when u cross into the mountains of n.carolina and take a fantastic walk on a mountain called Grandfather. Remember Attics Window?