This picture was taken as we traveled along route 81 in Wyeth County, VA. This is the Blue Ridge Plateau. I always marvel at the beauty of the Blue Ridge Mountains. I talked Lou into going route 81, as I am familiar with this route, as I drove it yearly to take my deceased husband back to Tennessee to visit with his family and I always enjoyed those trips.
On this trip I was able to spot Cripple Creek and I remember Al talking about a song that his dad played on the banjo about Cripple Creek, I was so excited to see it on the map. In fact, I think I remember Grandpa Jones singing the same song.
I was thinking about Steve on the stretch of highway also, as there were many motorcycles out, as it was Sunday when we traveled along 81 and I know Steve is so anxious to be able to get his back on the road.
This morning when I opened t he curtain I found that the yard was full of robins and I was able to catch a quick photo of one.
I will send them north! |
Isn't that perfect? |
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