I visited Athens 10 days ago to see the Paw Paw Festival and to reunite with friends and to get out of the city. It’s amazing how quickly we slipped back into old mannerisms and old jokes. I was happy to see that distance has done nothing to hurt my best friendships. If anything, the urge to see each other has grown stronger, and we all stayed around long as if we didn’t know the next time we would see the other.
I spent Labor Day with my girlfriend in Asheville, NC. We drove a near-200-mile stretch of the Blue Ridge Parkway, which was scenic to be sure, but very long. Certainly, the Appalachian mountain range isn’t as dramatic as, say, Big Sur, but the charm and the beauty are there all the same. It is America’s Favorite Drive, after all.
I didn’t take many good pictures — I never do — but here’s some that I like.