Foster Falls: Marion County, Tennessee
Last weekend was beautiful, full of warm sunny days, birthday celebrations and time in the woods. My family has 4 birthdays in April, my step-father, my niece, my sister and me. Mom, who’s 86 and likes to cook, entertained the family at the 64 year old home place.
Great fun to visit with all the relatives and spend the next day hiking in the Cherokee Forest. A Happy Birthday!
What a difference a week makes! Sometime between last Sunday and this one, a rabbit hole swallowed me up. Can’t seem to get the happiness thing back. Spending my time eating poorly and lying in bed reading, finishing a 500 page suspense novel in 24 hours. Not wanting to call anyone or even send emails or texts.
The difference? Starting to work in our basement and feeling so overwhelmed at the monstrous task that lies before us. I tell myself that it is the thoughts I choose to think that makes me happy or sad. I tell myself that all of the other “full timers”, those that permanently live in their campers, had to go through this purge of possessions. I tell myself to pick up one thing at a time and dispose of it. And nothing seems to help!
So what do we do? Run away!
Today is about blogging away these negative feelings and starting to pack for the Townsend rally. Called and reserved an extra day so we will be leaving in about 48 hours. The weather looks good and we can’t wait to get back with our Casita (and Escape) family.
Plan to put all the stressful thoughts of property disposing behind me for the next 10 days.
Changing the subject, slightly……this was a big birthday…65! And I know I am only as old as I think, but the oldness is creeping in. Navigating the Medicare obstacle course started as soon as we returned from Arizona. (And I learned later that it would have been so easy to have applied online while in the southwest.)
Turning 65 also make me eligible for my permanent Tennessee fishing license. Since we rarely fish, it’s nice not to spend the big money for the yearly license. For $10 I have this nice little card that makes me legal to throw in a line.
The new license and a new pole are being packed as we have reserved a river site for the rally. This is the 7th annual Eggscursion, our fifth year to attend. Love the Smoky Mountains in the spring!
The following are random pictures from the past month. (Can’t have a blog without photos.)
The leading picture of Foster Falls was taken during a hike this month.
Late March snow!
Sylvester and Princess enjoying a (rare) moment of tranquility.
Hiking on the Cumberland Plateau.
Backyard, Kwanzan cherry tree.
Crested wild iris found in the Cherokee National Forest.
Benton Falls: Cherokee NF