back track

In October (the 5th to be exact), Terry and I celebrated our 10 year anniversary.

I've known this wonderful guy for 14 years, and we spent almost all of our married time having or hatching children.  I barely remember the me without him.  And I love that.

In honor of the occasion, we went (with kids in tow) up to Boone, Blowing Rock, and Asheville, North Carolina.  I had no idea that it would become a place I'd fall in love with...

Mast General Store.

Fiona's first slingshot.

I was about to take their photo when we heard gunshots in the not-too distant distance.
This led to this great discussion:

Them: "That's such a sad sound."
Me: "Well then, why don't we become vegetarians if you don't like the ideas of animals  being killed?"
Them: "Yes!  Let's be vegetarians!"
Me: "Okay, but you know that also includes bacon."
Neve: "Wellllll, it's not like heaven is a BAD place..."

Christmas tree farm country.

This area was home to many amazing people throughout history: Doc Watson,  Daniel Boone, Annie Oakley, and the beautiful Cherokee nation to name a few.

Blowing Rock, where Cherokee legends run deep.

Them.

Peeking in old barn windows.

I bought some yummy yarn off the backs of these ladies.

I think he was expecting a larger cup of coffee.

My family, heads in the clouds, on the far left...

Like living in a Gerhardt Richter painting.

My heart aches to leave Atlanta sometimes.  This was one of those times.  We're so glad we brought the girls along, as unromantic as it sounds... And being with him, without the interruption of all the other daily tasks we get so wrapped up in at home, was just what I needed.  I love you, Terrence.