From Hillwood to the Hapsburg’s collection of castles and palaces, I do love historic homes.
As charming as a Southern Belle.
And our one and only plantation visit.
Continue reading “Charleston. America’s Largest Romantic Garden”
Each day began with a sunrise walk on the beach. As all days should.
Of course we were not going to remain in Knoxville after Christmas.
In early November Jack messaged me: “Hey. Want to spend a weekend in Greenville?”
Both of our children inherited our wanderlust, good for them. But, Greenville?
Continue reading “#YeahThatGreenville. Meeting the Upcountry.”