With a hefty dose of Hurricane Delta. This being 2020, of course the remnants of a hurricane would wash over East Tennessee on a weekend where we had two penciled-in activities for the first time since forever.
Plus, a wicked delicious Hibiscus Hard Cider. Who knew?
Our verdict? 🍷🍷🍷 and 🍸🍸🍸
Collusion, speculative real estate deals and an almost-impeachment. Oh, and statehood for Tennessee.
Continue reading “Founding Families. The Birthplace of Tennessee, 1792.”
The colors. The flavors. The fails.
There is more to Cades Cove than black bears; a good thing, too, because we did not spy a single one on this visit.
“I love my HOA!” Said probably no one ever. I despise our HOA. I really, really, really do. Burning our annual dues in the fire pit on our terrace would be more satisfying.
Of course there is a Whiskey Trail. Tennessee is a Founding Father when it comes to distilled grains, after all.
Continue reading “Along Tennessee’s Whiskey Trail. Sevierville”
This spectacular little trek was undertaken last month; I’ve just been a bit indolent with the words lately.