The mountains of NC are always there to welcome us home,
and the Great Smokies really lived up to their name this morning.
One of our favorite stops on our way home is the Piedmont Triad Farmer's Market just outside of Greensboro. Yep! We stopped and loaded up the truck! At least, what room there was left in it. We got such a good deal, too!
Now for my accomplishments from my therapy sessions knitting.
Two dishcloths (which I gave away to our hostess at Mount McKinley B&B) and a pair of half-fingered gloves.
Three hats.
A long scarf.
An extra large prayer shawl.
Another pair of fingerless mittens and a headband half-finished.
I really do enjoy knitting while traveling, and Paul is so good to put up with all my paraphernalia.
A most beautiful sight! Home! After 39 days and 13, 114.2 miles, we are home!
I must praise and thank our Heavenly Father for His protection, guidance, grace, and mercy during this trip. He never leaves us but is always there with us every minute of every mile of every day.
I must praise and thank our Heavenly Father for His protection, guidance, grace, and mercy during this trip. He never leaves us but is always there with us every minute of every mile of every day.
Until next time . . .