That’s right. The big city. For years, we thought it was too much to describe. For years, we thought it was too “city” for us, too removed from us, too big for us, too crowded. Let us say it now: We weren’t looking close enough.
The Violin Maker
In Raleigh, John Montgomery turns maple and spruce into instruments that sing.
Growing Gills: A Fly Fisherman’s Journey by David Joy
Fishing inspires a man to ponder life’s biggest questions.
North Carolina in Thread
An exhibit in Wilmington showcases the state’s textile industry with spools from abandoned mills.
In the heart of wine country, a little, old town ages into a dynamic place that stands on the edge of miraculous.
The Burden of War
The weight the men carry nearly leaves them limp underneath their sacks. But there is only one way to shed that weight, and the price for that is far worse than shouldering the load. (Volume 2, Part 8)
It’s complicated. Yes, we welcome you. We welcome you to come sit at our supper tables, stay awhile at our bed and breakfasts, and sleep late in our famous hotels. And we’ll give you a smile as big as you’ve ever seen. But abide by our manners, please. And don’t leave early, please. We might be a little offended if you do. Thank you for your kindness. Now, flip the page, and enjoy our look at Southern hospitality in North Carolina. Do it. Please.
The Carolina Inn
This historic hotel on the campus of UNC-Chapel Hill is where Tar Heels go to dream, whether they are looking to the future or returning to remember.
Pass the Manners, Please
Every summer, 80-year-old Miss Nancy Dawson Rascoe holds camps in her 1812 house in Hertford, hoping to keep traditions alive in the young.