Spring in the mountains: it is stormy blue skies, sunlight breaking through, soft greens and new growth nudging last year’s leftover leaves off the branch. It is sweet smells and paths in woods carpeted in pine needles and mulch formed from stipules turned vibrant red, orange and yellow, now nutrients for fellow forest flora. It is bird songs and beauty; it is Blue Ridge, where it is better…. http://www.abovetherestcabins.com
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