As we are driving along our trip after this and this and this and this and this Tony is amazed at how I can STILL be in awe of trees. “I just am”, was my normal response right after, “You are not from my part of Texas.”
See in my parts we barely have enough rain to keep the grass alive much less to keep a gigantic tree alive. So the whole way out East, I was amazed. Amazed at how tall they are. Amazed at how green they are. Seriously, anyone listening on the outside must of thought I was a bit on the nuts side.
He had this brillant plan. He knew exactly where to take me. The Smokey Mountains. The whole time I just couldn’t stop singing, Rockey Top you’ll always be home sweet home to me….nor could I get Kenny Rogers out of my head or his Six Pack. Not that the Smokey’s have anything to do with that song or the movie. But still.
So when I saw these images in the flesh…I immediately said…Hello nature, nice to meet you.





ciao for now…shel

by Shelia
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