The Hills Are Alive With Colorful Leaves

I spent the last few days in Cashiers, North Carolina hiking the mountains and healing my soul. My favorite hike is around a chi chi girls’ camp on the shores of Fairfield Lake. It is simply the best.

The mountains were and are — for about the next two weeks — alive with color of such outrageous richness as to make one skeptical of their reality. It was a welcome respite from the storm.

It was I would call “glamor hiking” or gliking?

Ahh, now back to reality.