we just got back from the mountains and it was amazing. (as it is every time i've ever been)......this is the morning view from our cabin, before the sun came up and gave the most magnificent light to the valley and all of the mountains. the colors on the leaves were still beautiful and many of the memories have left an imprint on my heart already.
i was telling my girls that i hope the hour long wait in a line to eat at the dan'l boone inn will be a memory that they will want to tell one day. we didn't know that there was a college game and that it would be bumper to bumper and packed in boone that day. after some fun shopping and walking around downtown in the light snow, drooling over at least a dozen pairs of boots at the western shop, we decided to go eat at the dan'l boone inn. i ate there about 25 years ago and just couldn't wait to get there. they bring you a salad with homemade buttermilk ranch dressing the minute you sit down....followed by a full on country style meal (the kind my grandma used to make every sunday) and they keep the bowls coming until you are so full that you almost have to waddle out. i can still remember sitting there so long ago with my friends. the lazy susan filled with bowls full of southern home cooking and the hike afterwards. it's amazing, the gift of a memory.