The season was just beginning to settle into fall. The day had been filled with dramatic clouds, dark against the sun, and on and off downpours. As evening approached, I headed out of Knoxville towards the Smoky Mountains. My destination was the Foothills Parkway.
Right now my life is pretty empty…and I’m loving it!
I was so busy in New Jersey with all kinds of commitments and activities. Yes I enjoyed most of them and brought all of them on myself, but I’ve got to admit it’s so nice to have nothing right now. The best part is weekends. They stretch out in front of me like a glorious blank slate just waiting to be filled with whatever I want, which to me means time to explore my new city!
Nashville is a tourist destination. Downtown is filled with all things country music. Honky Tonks, museums, gift shops, and lots and lots of people. But we wanted a more “real” experience and we found it with the Full Moon Pickin Party. Continue reading “full moon pickin party”
We were completely alone. I don’t even know how that was possible given how crowded the park was, but here we were alone. All was quiet except for the birds, wind in the pines, and of course, the river. The river,never quiet, just tirelessly moving forward.
Craving a day without crowds we had hiked back to a schoolhouse in the middle of the woods. The drive was a bit out of the way and then the hike required a climb up a steep road still closed off for the season, but it was worth it when we realized nothing was around.
My name is Heather. My mom swears she had never heard the name before and named me after a song from Brigadoon, but everyone from my generation is named Heather. Either that or Jennifer, Michelle, or Melissa. My roommate in college one year was named Heather as well. People would call our room and ask for Heather! It drove us crazy so we would just start talking to whoever it was until they realized it was the wrong Heather (kind of awkward with the boyfriends!). Then, when I started working, my counterpart’s name was Heather. It got very confusing for the doctors that we called on!
So, when I started having kids, I wanted to name them names that not everyone had. I completely struck out with my first child. Continue reading “my big naming fail”