I was…um…supposed to write a journal once a day chronicling my Christmas journey through the Smokey Mountains. And I um might have gotten so busy with school (and that new boyfriend ;-)) that I couldn’t get around to posting all of the journals I wanted to.
So, blog readers, let’s step back and time and cover lost ground, what do ya say? Well, since I’m writing this, I’ll just go ahead and do it regardless of what you say :)
That is the interstate. Yeah. Thankfully, I wasn’t driving. As we went creeping along (that’s ice where the snow has been pushed off), we saw several cars spin out. SCARY stuff!
Anyway, once we got into Tennessee, we discovered our cabin was UP a MOUNTAIN! Think, ice, snow, unplowed twisty/windy roads…not exactly ideal conditions. Against the cabin maintenance guy’s warning, up we went. After about an hour of struggling, we made it.
I jumped out and would have kissed the ground. Instead, I quickly found my ballet shoes didn’t exactly meet the requirements for being in snow. So, I bounded up to the porch. And it was on that porch that I took in God’s magnificent work.
The trees were in my way from getting a good panoramic shot, but hey, when there’s that much beauty, a few trees won’t stop me from viewing it. :)
Needless to say, we didn’t get much barbecuing…
The end for now. More to come really soon. Or you know…as soon as I can.
~Jessica