Inside this Issue

October/November 2015

Seeing Seeds
On a Pedestal

Photography by Lynn Karlin


Each issue of albemarle showcases the people, places, and events that make our corner of the world so exceptional. We were introduced to Lynn Karlin’s photographs by Barbara Buhr of Warm Springs Gallery, in Bath County. The stunning photographs evoke a feeling of gratitude for autumn’s bounty and the richness of the season. Reminiscent of the old Dutch Masters–both in lighting, and in composition–these images of the fall harvest capture the spirit of albemarle.











A Dream Come True
Primland: A Blue Ridge Mountain Resort

by Kirsten Smith
Photography courtesy of Primland


Golden rays pour over the tips of the Blue Ridge Mountains as the sun sets, warming the surrounding array of yellow- and crimson-garbed trees and enveloping the Blue Ridge Parkway in a rich autumnal glow. Taking your exit, you approach the property’s entrance, and—as though on cue—a distinguished-looking turkey struts across your path. Smiling, you continue your journey through the beauty of Virginia backcountry until it clears before your eyes to reveal a rustic and elegant country house, atop fields of green and complete with a sleek silver silo. This is your final destination: the Lodge at Primland Resort.

Originally part of a 1747 land grant from France of 60,000 acres, the property that is now home to Primland was once a valuable resource mine for timber and logging operations such as Primwood Kinlin, then the largest distributed wood bundled producer in its market. When Swiss billionaire Didier Primat—descendant of wealthy oil businessmen—discovered the land in 1977, its natural beauty and abundance struck him. Primat bought the remaining 12,000 acres and transformed them into a world-class and eco-conscious resort. He is survived by his eight children, who own and operate the place of refuge in a way honoring to their father’s legacy: as Harold Primat said on the opening day of its new Lodge, “Primland was the dream of my father. It was his vision 30 years ago when he purchased this land. Now his dream has become reality. It is a very exciting time for all of us.”



Hard Cider in the Old Dominion
by Sophie Massie


The morning fog pools thick at the base of the orchard, enveloping the pickers as they gather Pomme Gris and Taliaferro apples from the trees and off the ground. It’s harvest season at the aptly named Foggy Ridge, the small craft cidery in hilly southwest Virginia. Orchardist Eliza Greenman and her crew of young pickers are climbing trees, shaking them, and gathering up the “drops”—the fruit that tumbles to the ground in a percussion of earthy thumps.

These apples are heirloom varieties, favored by Thomas Jefferson and grown in his orchards at Monticello. At Foggy Ridge they serve one purpose—to make blended, multi-varietal hard cider.

Only in the last few decades has this quintessential American beverage made a comeback, and with it the reemergence of cider apples. Though still only 1% of the nation’s alcohol market, cider production has tripled in the past three years. As the market for cider continues to grow, so too does the gulf between the supply of apples and the demand of cider.

In many ways Virginia has only just begun to reestablish its cider roots. It has listed twelve cideries, with a handful of wineries also adding cider to their production. These cider-curious wineries have a major advantage over cideries starting from scratch. Apples, like grapes, are macerated, pressed, and fermented, and processed through the same expensive machinery used by wineries. This close relationship has led many state cider makers to take a cue from Virginia winemakers in the realm of legislation as well.












Coming Through the Rye
by Janet Martin
Photography courtesy of Sadwith Productions


More than four decades after first reading J. D. Salinger’s The Catcher in the Rye during his high school sophomore year in 1967–68, Emmy-award-winning television producer James Sadwith loudly calls “Action!” from his director’s chair. He’s come to Central Virginia from Woodstock, Vermont, and he’s on the set of his first full-feature film: Coming Through the Rye.

Not only is this movie Sadwith’s first experience directing for the big screen, but he is also the writer of the script, which he drew from his own experience. It is the story of Jamie Swartz, who leaves prep school to find the reclusive author J. D. Salinger. But it’s also the true story of how he, Jimmy Sadwith, at 17, left boarding school to search for the famous author.

He has assembled cast and crew, some of whom he’s worked with before, as well as others who are new. Many are Virginians, excited to help with a film that is this director’s pet project. Many in their twenties and thirties, but identify with Holden in spirit. Most of them have read The Catcher in the Rye and harbor their own dreams of becoming actors, directors, cameramen, producers, film financiers or stars. Each has a function, such as line producer, makeup artist, script consultant, costume consultant, gaffer, or a “crafty” lady who provides offerings of snacks and drinks. On a mountain slope they assemble lights; they clamp film light boards to vertical poles; they adjust cameras and select lenses; they unhinge makeshift refreshment tables and set up television monitors and directors’ chairs. Expeditious, they work with a purpose: to catch the morning sun.


Curious about other events and opportunities that the fall brings to Albemarle County? Check out Chiles Orchards, the 2015 Parade of Homes, and much more in the pages of albemarle’s October/November issue.



Last Laugh
50 Shades of Guilt

By Louise B. Parsley


In today’s world, I would have been accused of stalking. But fifteen years ago, I was a lovesick wannabe columnist following the white-haired gentleman around the writer’s conference … as if I had any business being there.

Other wannabes set their sights on best-selling authors, Emmy-winning sitcom writers and notorious stand up comedians hoping success would rub off them like indigo off a cheap pair of jeans. But my eye was fixed on the handsome gentleman with the kind face.

Standing on the fringe of the huddle surrounding him, I silently rehearsed. Mr. Bombeck, I love you. No. I love your wife. No. She excelled in making fun of you.

The group suddenly parted … and there he was, offering his hand. “And you are …?” Stammering, I spat, “Growing up, I listened to my father read your wife’s columns aloud every morning at the breakfast table. She’s a legend … but you are my hero.”









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