mountaineers

Hair unwashed. Eyes unlined. I never wear makeup when I fly…or gain any kind of altitude.

We stopped at a rest area so He could get a look at the mountains. Up close and personal. Ish. With a D200 and a pocket Sony. (I always like the pocket Sony pics best.)

We had been to Asheville before. A few years ago we even thought about buying a place there. Just for the winter. For the snow we never see – not really – no matter how cold it gets in England.

The first photo was taken on the NC/TN border. The second, in WV (by my brother). It’s my old back yard. Literally.

What you see belongs to the old man. Who still lives there, on miles and miles of mountains. He says he’ll move soon. Trade in the vastness that’s The Homeplace for something a little more manageable.

I don’t believe him.