So are we in the doldrums yet? It’s August 15, the summer is still here and the humidity in South Florida is no doubt stifling. Usually about this time of year I’d be staying inside, cranking the air conditioning down to about 68 and pointing a portable fan in my direction. But not this year. This August I’m basking in the cool breezes of my beloved Blue Ridge Mountains. If you’ve read any of my Heartwarming books, like the last one, A Soldier's Promise, then you know I feel more at home in these mountains than I do at… well, home.
I’ve visited this part of the country several times but I’ve always left too soon, with too much unseen and undiscovered. This year I decided to treat myself – heck, I deserve it, right? So I arranged for a relatively affordable two month rental of a condo overlooking Grandfather Mountain, put my gear, a few snacks, and my sweet little Sparky in the car and headed north. Two days later I’m enjoying leafy green trees and bluegrass music. And did I mention a good book read in a gently rocking swing? Ah, heaven.
I’ve never run away from home for so long a time but I’m relishing every day. These two months will be the guilty pleasure that will sustain me through October, when it’s still hot in Florida and I’ll only have my memories of the mountains.
What about you? Have you ever run away to your special paradise or treated yourself in a manner you never thought you would? I’d love to hear about it. You deserve it too!
Happy almost end of summer everyone.
Cynthia (Showing Sparky and I saying Hi)