Hubby and I just got back from a wonderful weekend in the mountains. Finally.
We've been talking about going away for a while. Finally, a week ago we set out for Gatlinburg, TN only to have car trouble an hour from home. We managed to get back home, but the car ended up in the shop for four days. (Yay for ten and a half year old cars with 209,000 plus miles...) Friday we again set out for Gatlinburg and this time we made it all the way! Yesterday's post shows a picture of the view from our hotel room.
It was good to get away from home for a weekend. That may sound strange for us empty-nesters, but somehow not being in our house makes us spend more one-on-one time together and that's always a good thing. I guess it's because when we are gone we don't have the distractions of things to do around the house.
We love being in the mountains. We've learned that we do not love Gatlinburg or nearby Pigeon Forge. Way too touristy. "The Branson of the Smokies", is what I called it. Now we know and don't need to go back.
A friend had recommended that we not take the interstate back. That was GOOD advice! We found some really pretty drives and the leaves were so pretty in the lower elevations.
Here are a few pictures that Hubby took:
Today I am thankful for...
...the beauty of fall in the mountains
...an argument that ended in both of us laughing so hard we were crying
...old, comfortable love
...contentment in coming home