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Spring Photo Contest

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Oh, my gosh! It’s Lord of the Rings!

by: Valerie Bryant Bennett One cool afternoon, on a visit to Whitestone with a friend, I decided to strike out through the woods across the road for a hike on one of the many trails suggested by a map of the property. My friend was

Video: Recap of the Whitestone 30K Race

For more than 8 years Whitestone has been privileged to host the Whitestone 30K in partnership with the Knoxville Track Club. A beautiful race that starts and ends by the Whitestone Chapel. The entire event with approximately 200 runners is put on by 30 volunteers.

Is the Road to Hell Really Paved With Good Intentions?

In coaching sessions since the first of the year I have listened to clients express their intentions for change and progress in 2015. I do see a problem that’s wide spread with these good intentions. It’s easy to state our intentions – a “purpose”, but

Business or Pleasure?

One night this past week, I ate dinner with three former colleagues of mine who happen to also be three of my closest friends. We were reminiscing about the days when we worked together and felt close bonds with those who worked along side us.

Photos of Ice Storm and Bald Eagle at Whitestone

In February an ice storm came through East Tennessee and coated everything here at the Whitestone Inn in ice. Tonya Damron Photography captured some amazing shots of what the storm left behind this morning. Check it out and we’ll update as we get more photos. Bald

Whitestone is Better Than the Laundry Room

By: Valerie Bryant Bennett Sitting On The Dryer Many people equate solitude with loneliness, and loneliness is rarely something we seek. Solitude is very different. It implies being alone, but not being lonely. I read once that no great creative work in art, poetry or

“Wintering” at the Whitestone Country Inn

By: Valerie Bryant Bennett For many people, winter represents a time of cold dismal days…simply a cycle of seasons that must be endured until the grass turns green again, and trees clothe themselves liberally with new leaves. On my way to visit Whitestone this week,