Thursday morning, Jeanette and I are all set for a trip down the road to adventure: breakfast(check),GPS (Check),Opera Tickets (check), Camera (check).
On the drive to Asheville, I had time to think and come to realizations: First, I get bored easily (after 40+ pics of the same set of mountains). Secondly, Jeanette really needs to clean her car windows (Lol!) and thirdly, If I’m the driver, I don’t take so many pictures (just a couple of “must haves” on a straight road and when no other cars are around.)
After picking up Michaela (Sis. Margie’s granddaughter), we girls are off for some “retail therapy” at the Asheville Mall before heading to the hills. This mall has all of our fav shops and good food! Michaela’s lunch was complete with a fortune cookie which read “You are an inspiration to your friends”. I could have added “young and older friends alike” because it so very true!
When I say we headed to the hills, I do mean it! The road to Chimney Rock is one of the curviest I’ve ever driven so the ‘Welcome to Evening Shade” sign was a welcome sight. We had the cutest bungalow complete with a scenic overlook front porch, even our own kitchen (not that we used it!!) But it was so hot! HOT! HOT!!
So down to the river to cool off! Skipping from rock to rock (at least I hoped it looked like skipping) finding the best spot. The water was so very cold but refreshing so wading was a no-brainer. We spent several hours down there, relaxing, taking pictures of the rumbling water over the huge rocks (I think we covered every angle and it wasn’t just me), and providing the evening entertainment for the campers across the way.
I am always an early riser and Friday morning was no exception. After I was ready to go, I sat on the front porch (trying to be quiet so the girls could sleep in and wrote the following with you, my readers, in mind.
It is so much easier to have a devotional time sitting on a rocker overlooking the green of nature’s canopy, listening the musical notes of the tumbling stream. As my gaze rises to the majestic mountains before me, how can I not believe in the awesomeness of our Mighty Creator. Just look at all these intricate details. I am reminded of one of my favorite Scripture passages “I left up mine eyes, where does my help come from. My help comes from the Lord, the maker of heaven and earth”. Just being in these beautiful surrounding makes me feel like a child once again, shedding the cares of adulthood, free to enjoy the beauty, free to be me!
After breakfast at the Beachside Grill which offered a beautiful of Lake Lure, we made a couple of quick stops for souvenirs. Then we were on our way to Brevard, NC!
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