Smoky Mountains, near Cherokee, Tennesee ~ Great Smoky Mountain National Park. It was gray, chilly, rainy and even though it was November, the color had not yet turned. It was a quick trip with a beloved friend, delivering a car to parents in Florida.
The last time I was near mountains was on a mad dash to Virginia in a blizzard… no chances to really see them or shoot them while focussing on arriving in time (and in one piece) for a Thanksgiving visit with grandchildren.
Living in the Tahquamenon Valley, near Lake Superior, I may have regressed to thinking the world is fairly flat? It may be flat here, and yet somedays the challenges feel like mountains.
Perhaps it is time to visit real mountains again! Spin the compass and see what direction to travel?
May your day be filled with natural blessings, good energy and your compass be set towards a new direction!
Namaste ~ StarBear