I think I’ll keep it short today.
Heron came home from work and kidnapped me and Badger.
To be fair, he did say he was taking us to see a waterfall.
I just thought he was joking.
I found myself in the backseat of his car, sharing space with a drooly dog on horrid twisty, turny curves.
Between bundling up too much for the cold, all those winding curves, Heron’s air freshener, and my sensitivity to smells, it was a rough ride.
I’m glad he took us.
The waterfall was right off the road, easy to spot, and absolutely gorgeous.
Since I don’t handle the cold well anymore, I got out, stretched my legs for a bit, and then sat in the backseat enjoying the view.
Maybe this summer he’ll take us back. The water didn’t look very deep, and I think you could stand right under the waterfall. It’s something to look forward to.
I’m going to get off here and find some chicken noodle soup and a cup of coffee. Hopefully that’ll settle my stomach. It really was a beautiful area to ride through. Just so curvy. I mean, this is Tennessee. All we have is curves.
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