She'll be comin' around the mountain when she comes...

I'd like to formally apologize to everyone who was in the car with me for singing that song every half hour on our way from Nashville to the Great Smoky Mountain National Park.

But the mountains are so beautiful, how was I supposed to help it? (Side note: that song also inspired me (and Grammie, too!) to eat chicken and dumplings- is it dumplins?- for only the second time in my entire life.)

Emmylou and Miller thought the best part of the park was riding through Cade's Cove without wearing their seatbelts and sticking their bodies as far as possible out the windows.





It was so beautiful, we'll have to go back when we have more than just a couple of hours!