Not all Those Who Wander...
Not all those who wander are lost.
J.R.R. Tolkien (1892-1973); Writer, Poet, Philologist, University Professor
I inherited my wanderlust tendencies from my father. I consider it to be one of the greatest attributes he has given me. I am rarely content to be stuck indoors -- be it work, school, or at home. After a while I have to get out and get into nature. Living in East Tennessee, that often means heading to the Great Smoky Mountains National Park or one of many state or local parks. But really, any road or path that piques my curiosity will do as long as I am exploring.
Daddy used to call it "getting lost." He'd pile all us kids into our big Plymouth station wagon and say, "Let's go get lost." Translated, this means let's go to an area that we sort of know, drive down roads we've never been on before, and see what we can discover. We rarely ever got truly lost, but we saw things we might have missed had we opted to not go down the road less traveled. Those expeditions are among my favorite childhood memories.
Norris Dam State Park, Norris TN Copyright 2012 Kristina Plaas, All Rights Reserved |
Sherrill Cove Tunnel, Blue Ridge Parkway Copyright 2012 Kristina Plaas, All Rights Reserved |
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