Another night in Nashville and a morning touring noted homes in the area (Tim and Faith were home but not able to come out and visit. Told them we'd stop by he next time we're in town.) I'm not sure but I don't think we saw any teacher's home.
Found another area that made Cheryl's list of places to come back to visit - Pigeon Forge and Gatlinburg Tennessee. The pace and the variety of activities were very appealing. The scenery showed us the first full Fall colors as we moved into the Great Smokey Mountains. We had lunch beside the rode and just sat and absorbed the mountains, I did not know the deciduous trees make a different sound than fir. The forest talked to us in a different voice than I am used to. Even the beauty is shown differently.
We are now in one of the first cities we put on the list to visit - Asheville, NC. It was featured on a Rachel Raye show for its unique shop, Picnics. The shop is run by a lady well into her 80s and she makes outstanding pies according to Rachel. tomorrow when she opens we'll be there to sample the goods. The best thing about this is, How simple it is to move from a whim to reality.
Cheryl said, "I'd like to meet this lady."
We are here.
A few thoughts gleaned from the day that somewhat relate to this vein.
You don't stop exploring because you get old. You get old because you stop exploring.
And one I hope to live up to for years to come-
Let the mark you leave on the world be a foot print in the road less traveled.
Finally, as another man and I watched a couple pull into the RV park this evening it was obvious that the discussion the couple was having was not the most amiable. The gentleman I was with turned to me and said, "Anything with wheels or breasts will cause grief for a man sooner or later." It is not that I endorse the statement, but it is something to think about.
A final observation: A young man led us on a tour of Asheville this afternoon that held a very strong resemblance to our second son, Cheryl listened attentively to everything he said, and, upon departing gave him a tip double what a competent tour guide gets. She just smiled.
I wonder if our son knows what an easy touch she can be when she is missing him.
Found another area that made Cheryl's list of places to come back to visit - Pigeon Forge and Gatlinburg Tennessee. The pace and the variety of activities were very appealing. The scenery showed us the first full Fall colors as we moved into the Great Smokey Mountains. We had lunch beside the rode and just sat and absorbed the mountains, I did not know the deciduous trees make a different sound than fir. The forest talked to us in a different voice than I am used to. Even the beauty is shown differently.
We are now in one of the first cities we put on the list to visit - Asheville, NC. It was featured on a Rachel Raye show for its unique shop, Picnics. The shop is run by a lady well into her 80s and she makes outstanding pies according to Rachel. tomorrow when she opens we'll be there to sample the goods. The best thing about this is, How simple it is to move from a whim to reality.
Cheryl said, "I'd like to meet this lady."
We are here.
A few thoughts gleaned from the day that somewhat relate to this vein.
You don't stop exploring because you get old. You get old because you stop exploring.
And one I hope to live up to for years to come-
Let the mark you leave on the world be a foot print in the road less traveled.
Finally, as another man and I watched a couple pull into the RV park this evening it was obvious that the discussion the couple was having was not the most amiable. The gentleman I was with turned to me and said, "Anything with wheels or breasts will cause grief for a man sooner or later." It is not that I endorse the statement, but it is something to think about.
A final observation: A young man led us on a tour of Asheville this afternoon that held a very strong resemblance to our second son, Cheryl listened attentively to everything he said, and, upon departing gave him a tip double what a competent tour guide gets. She just smiled.
I wonder if our son knows what an easy touch she can be when she is missing him.
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