(This was at Mount Mitchell on Benjamin’s Birthday Roadtrip in May. It was a lovely, lovely day.)
We gave up a lot to move to our beloved mountains. We came here because every time we visited the Blue Ridge, we felt like we were home. So, as soon as we were able, we moved west. We came home.
Although it’s been hard in many ways, we’ve never regretted it. How could we when there are views like this to rest our eyes against on a regular basis? How could we as we watch the way the light and shadows dance and play over the blue and green ridges as the clouds move and tumble across the deep blue sky? That alone is enough for me. That alone is sufficient.