Autumn in the Smokies

A couple of weeks ago Tom and I went on the only vacation we're taking this year and went to the Smoky Mountains.  We rented this little cabin, which was tucked up in the hills.

We invited our son, daughter-in-law and grandson along with us and had a great time hanging out in the cabin. Nolan, our grandson, called it the "tiny house" and every time we left to go do something, he wanted to go back to the "tiny house" and the set of 20 new Matchbox cars we bought him to play with.

The colors of the trees were very nice, although living in Michigan we are used to seeing spectacular colors every fall.  We also saw several black bears, which was exciting, and some deer, which wasn't so exciting - we have bigger ones wandering through our yard at home nearly every day.

All in all it was a nice vacation, but not necessarily one that will go down in the memory books. I miss not going out west. The Smoky Mountains just seemed like big hills covered with trees. There wasn't much exciting to see and everything there was to see, Tom has seen it several times already since he has gone there for photography workshops a couple times.

It's a lot more fun when we go to new places and discover things together. Then I don't feel like the tourist who knows nothing and he the tour guide who has done it all already.