asheville highway
i wish i were a poet.
i'm sure there are words that could be arranged in some poetic, articulate way that would tell you just how the mountains of tennessee glow in the sunset of autumn. i just don't know them.
this is my favorite time of year. so much color and crispness and change happening. so much beauty. so much to appreciate.
i love my life. there's always something new; some things big; some things small.
all significant.
i'm sure there are words that could be arranged in some poetic, articulate way that would tell you just how the mountains of tennessee glow in the sunset of autumn. i just don't know them.
this is my favorite time of year. so much color and crispness and change happening. so much beauty. so much to appreciate.
i love my life. there's always something new; some things big; some things small.
all significant.