AN OLD PHOTO, PLUS A POEM

 The photo and poem are from an old blog post dating back to a road trip in 2013, out west somewhere.  It is fun for me to look back to see a previous post years ago.  I forget sometimes that I started blogging in April of 2008, starting this 'new' blog officially in 2016.

A Little Further

by

~Berton Braley~

(1882-1966)

The reason I never can quit the road

Is a reason that's plain and clear.

It's because no matter where I may stop

And whether it's far or near

There's a place beyond the place I am

Wherever I may be at,

And then beyond is a place beyond

And the world beyond all that!

And as long as a man has eyes to see

And a brain that wants to know,

I figure there's things he's bound to miss

If he doesn't go on and go;

For there's always a place beyond the place

I happen to hang my hat,

And another place beyond that place

And the world beyond all that.

There's some folks stay in a single spot

Or a town of which they're fond,

And never worry a little bit

At the thought of a place beyond;

But the place beyond the place beyond

Won't never let me rest,

For there's a sort of a kind of urge

That's burning within my breast.

To go and go till the end of life,

And when I've left it flat,

Go on beyond the place beyond;

And the universe after that.

Thanks for stopping by and have a great weekend!

PILOT'S PERCH CABIN VACATION - PART 6 - JULY 21ST TO 26TH, 2019

We have been home since the evening of July 26th, and have repeated this paragraph for the entirety.  The last time as I am now at the end of this particular vacation.  It has been a great five days at the cabin.  I have been sharing its website (link below in red lettering), not only for you to take a look but who knows, you may be looking for a place to rent if you visit the area and want a neat place to stay.  It is highly recommended by our own experience.  You can see all the posts from our trip if you scroll down on the right hand side of the page, and click on the button 'Pilot's Perch Trip - July 2019'.  Now for the last day of my diary.

Pilot's Perch Cabin Vacation

From July 21st to July 26th, 2019  

Part 6  

Friday, July 26th, 2019  

An early morning send-off party and the journey home.

When Gregg was loading up our car just before we left for home, he saw these cute cottontails in the front garden.  He came back inside to tell me to get the camera. 

 They posed for several minutes and allowed me to take a lot of photos. 

but then they decided it was time for them...

and us... 

to move along.  

Just as I thought they would soon be out of sight, they found another tasty buffet across the street...

and stayed for a few more minutes as we kept them company.

Finally, however, it was time to get out of the buffet line and hippity-hop home, for all of us.

We watched them go and thanked them for such a sweet send off.  It was a welcome delay and at 
9.14 p.m. we started for home.  The Odometer reading,  8795.  71 degrees F.

A quick stop at the Fancy Gap Post Office to mail postcards from Mabry Mill to friends.  I remember mailing postcards when I was a little girl, written in my scrawled, childlike handwriting to my grandparents, Mom and Dad's parents.  This was a practice my mother started since the first time we could put a pen to paper.  I still enjoy sending postcards and so does this close group of friends I have.  There always seems to be a lot of postcards for sale at these tourist places.  Do you ever send them?  I am curious as I wonder if, like handwritten letters, it a dying art.  Just a thought that popped into my head.  

Right next to the post office was the Carolina Log Furniture company, and just because I am forever curious, I looked it up after returning home and going through my photos.  Their website can be found here.

The journey home was a good one, and though the traffic was heavy at times, for the most part it flowed.  We did have to pass a few wide-load vehicles. 

 But then there were scenes such as these...

and these.

We were happy to stick to the freeway.  Usually when heading out on a vacation, we side-tour onto country roads, but when going home we always seem to take the fastest route as our homing pigeon instincts take over.  Six hours later, with a couple of stops on the way, we were home.

We had a great time at Pilot's Perch, and I would like to thank Tannya and Blake for letting us stay at their mountain cabin.  We couldn't have wished for a nicer, more perfect place to hang our hats each night, and we look forward to returning one day.

I have a lot more photos to share from our trip, but this is the last entry in my diary.  I hope you have enjoyed it.