Hand me a Kleenex, our road trip is winding down. As you've heard it said, all good things must come to an end.
We left Pigeon Forge on Monday, but before we did, I snapped a picture of the cutest little vintage trailer across the way from where we were parked. Don't you just love it? I kept waiting for someone to be "home," so I could ask to see inside (campers are nice like that), but our schedules never synced up.
I took a walk and gathered this vibrant trio of leaves. I wrapped a paper towel around them and have them pressed in the pages of a book. Hopefully, they will make the trip home in one piece, and serve as reminders of our time here.
We've been in Chattanooga since Monday. On Tuesday, we boarded the Incline Railway and spent time on Lookout Mountain. We've been here a number of times before, but never rode the railway up the mountain. I thought the ride might be a little scary, but it wasn't. The views are spectacular, everywhere you turn. Lookout Mountain was the site of a Civil War battle, a subject The Man knows everything about, and then some.
Tomorrow, Lord willing, we will start the homeward journey, one day at a time. It's been a most enjoyable trip, and I'm grateful to God for this opportunity.
Until next time, dear friends, thanks so much for sharing this time with me. I trust I have not bored you with too many photos and details.