During the afternoon of our last day in the Smoky Mountains, some clouds moved in along with a little rain.
At first I was disappointed in the change of weather, but then I saw familiar scenes made beautiful in a different way.
Shaconage, the Cherokee name for the area of the Smoky Mountains means “land of blue smoke.”
My father and I just returned from a trip to Tennessee, where we spent most of our time in the Great Smoky Mountain National Park.
When you drive through the park, it’s difficult to keep your eyes on the road as scenic views emerge.
read the rest of: Smoky Mountains, day one
