Who says you can't go back home again?

Oh, the joys of the mountains!

Kate and I are enjoying four days together in our beloved North Georgia mountain. We have already (after only two days) provisioned and prepared, spent late night hours in good mother/daughter conversation, watched the heavy down pour of rain renew the forest and fill the creek, spent a day at the Oliver's canning pumpkins and delighting in our time together, done candlelight yoga to a beautiful mix of music that Kate put together, while also listening to the roar of a storm swollen creek. We have eaten two great dinners, prepared mostly by Kate and watched one of the six movies that we brought. The small things that have filled in the time between these events have all been a delight as well. You can tell by the smiles on our faces that there is no place like home, and for us the mountains will always have a room among the places that have nurtured us.

Can't wait to see what tomorrow will bring! The weather is suppose to clear, so we have a hike to the waterfalls, and beyond, planned, maybe another movie before Terr gets here to take us out to the theater and to dinner in Blue Ridge tomorrow night....

Of course, before we leave, we must build at least one fairy house and make some time for creek play.

So much to do! I'll let you know...