Almost a record. I’m posting two days in a row!
Every year my aunts and my cousin and I have a girl’s week. We meet in the mountains in Tennessee and do wonderful things. Like crocheting, knitting, watching our favorite shows (always I Love Lucy and The Andy Griffith Show), walking and eating and talking and talking and talking. This past year, I couldn’t make it, so last week, after our family reunion, my cousin and I rented a place in the mountains, and her mom joined us. We missed my other aunt something awful, but those were seven lovely days. I missed them so much last spring, and being with them makes me so happy.
While we were there, I took pictures of the mountains that feature in a new series I’m writing for Harlequin Heartwarming. The first day was all sunshine. I have a photo of that on my Facebook page.
The second day, we had rain. Buckets of rain. While we were out walking, a crack of thunder startled me so much, I nearly toppled off that mountain. I grew up on an island, and the rule at the beach was–if you hear thunder, lightning is within range. Get out of the water and go home. When the thunder spooked me, I suggested we beat feet back to our place. (Actually, I considered getting the car and driving back for my cousin and aunt.) But look at that sky… It was worth the terror!
The third morning, we woke to a little sunshine and the mist that gave the Smoky Mountains their name. Do you see it, shining all white between the clouds and the peaks? We were at the top of one of the mountains, and we had an amazing view. Fortunately, in person, the neighboring roofs didn’t feature as prominently. I would have liked an even better photo of the “smoke.”
After we moved to Tennessee from that beach, we lived on a hill that gave me a view of the next ridge from my bedroom. Some fall mornings, the mist would float down that ridge to hang above the winding road as if the trees were cradling white clouds in their branches. I can remember as if I’m looking out that window right now. I wish I had a photo of that, but not sure if it could match the one in my mind.
I had a great time! Wish I could turn back the clock and be back there!
Me, too! I think we should always have two girl’s weeks! What a lovely bunch of days!