I have not been on the blog for quite some time now. I have been so super busy this summer learning how to be a grandmother and then getting a classroom ready that I have had little time for myself or others that I love for that matter. I have been wishfully (somewhat selfishly) thinking I would love some sitting time by a creek or running water. It is hard to find that here, living on the side of a busy road like we do. Running water and trees and quiet brings me great happiness. Really much more than happiness... more like a calm peaceful bliss that kinda takes over my soul like nothing much else can. The coming of Autumn always makes me feel a little like this. I get a rather deep feeling of melancholy and longing this time of year. Can't help it. It just takes hold. I have a need to embrace it and feed it.
We did take a trip to Nashville and Kentucky Down Under last weekend and I got a few pictures of our short little spelunking adventure. It was fun but a little overpriced for what they had to offer. We also took a trip to the Loveless Cafe in Nashville while there. Even though the Biscuit Lady is no longer alive, the biscuits and preserves were just as good as always. Someone must have been watching and learning along the way and a special angel is in heaven looking down guiding and overseeing the biscuit making. Worth a trip to Nashville just for the biscuits, peach preserves and fried chicken. We bought Trav a guitar pick and a container of the biscuit mix to take home and left it there. Oh well, there is always next time.