We have a really glorious hickory tree in front of our house. In autumn it looks like the flame from a candle. A really, really tall candle. It's about 120 feet tall. I know, I know. You've never ever heard of a hickory tree that tall, but I swear, I'm telling the truth. About eight or ten years ago we cut a lot of the oldest, tallest trees on our property--about 250 of them--and the hickory tree decided to achieve true greatness because of it! It was only a meager 100 feet (or so) tall at that time. I have to tell you that I look forward to this sight all year long. What do you think? Isn't it magnificent?
Well, I changed the picture at the top of my blog--and decided to share a few pictures of the Smoky Mountains in northeast Tennessee. There are a few from the Scottish Highlands, too. Can you really tell the difference. . .except for the ones with the castles in them, that is? The pictures from the Smoky Mountains are really quite something. There are two or three about Samhain and Halloween, too, and I couldn't leave out Thanksgiving either. Absolutely no way. So I hope you'll spend a moment or two enjoying them while you pass a bit of time with me.
Stay tuned for a scary Halloween story--or two. Thanks for visiting me. Oh, and HAPPY AUTUMN!
Well, I changed the picture at the top of my blog--and decided to share a few pictures of the Smoky Mountains in northeast Tennessee. There are a few from the Scottish Highlands, too. Can you really tell the difference. . .except for the ones with the castles in them, that is? The pictures from the Smoky Mountains are really quite something. There are two or three about Samhain and Halloween, too, and I couldn't leave out Thanksgiving either. Absolutely no way. So I hope you'll spend a moment or two enjoying them while you pass a bit of time with me.
Stay tuned for a scary Halloween story--or two. Thanks for visiting me. Oh, and HAPPY AUTUMN!