The colors are amazing here right now. Tim invited me to go with him and some others up to his parent's cabin near Gatlinburg. We were just basking in the brilliant yellows and reds and oranges on the way up. Truly, God is an amazing artist who holds nothing back when making the best of things for His loved ones (us). We enjoyed the fire there, and some good food his mom made for us. Sleeping well after many a funny song by the toasty fire, we woke up late and enjoyed another meal and a perfect day. We took a walk, kicked the soccer ball around, lazed by the cabin, snapped some super shots of the surrounding shades of scrumptious s-leaves, and just had a wonderful Sabbath. That night was Gatlinburg: the traffic, pollution, ugly, smoking, drinking, and out-of-shape people enjoying the town, beans and cheese and oily tortilla chips, and some good times. Needless to say, we slept well again. And woke up late again. And then had a good drive home through a little more traffic and some super-swell, satisfying fall colors. A little pit stop at the Bell made the weekend complete and we all arrived in Cdale quite content with what we accomplished this mid-term break. Of course... now it's back to the books.