Weddings, Butterflies and…Hair Ties???!!
“A wedding in a Covered Bridge!” I say excitedly to David. Then I think to myself, of course it’s a wedding. We seem to have impeccable timing where weddings are concerned. There is absolutely...
“A wedding in a Covered Bridge!” I say excitedly to David. Then I think to myself, of course it’s a wedding. We seem to have impeccable timing where weddings are concerned. There is absolutely...
“This here is a green thumb,” he says, slowly ticking off the list on his fingers. “I grow corn, cabbage, green beans, weed, tomatoes…..” Yep! He said weed. We are in Colorado after all. Don’t...
Bob: It was almost midnight when Bob and Brandon arrived at Butterfly Hollow, the quaint little B&B that would be their home for the next few days. Bob had driven straight through from Columbus, Ohio to...
Is it just me or does everyone love the sound of water? For me there is something truly medicinal in the sound of a crashing wave, a cascading waterfall or babbling brook. Okay, well...
RV dreaming yet? It’s been three years since we’ve seen the Smoky Mountains and boy was she welcoming us back. The morning we arrive the peeks of mountains find themselves covered in...
I was heading into the restroom at the campground where we were staying and almost ran into a young man standing just inside the door. My initial reaction was one of surprise but then...
There’s a winter front coming through today. As the wind rustles the awnings on the camper, I glance out the living-room window and become enamored with the Spanish moss blowing back and forth from the...
This has been an amazing year for Two Lanes of Freedom. Our plan for the summer was to slowly make our way up to the Upper Peninsula of Michigan and spend time exploring this beautiful...
Whoosh! The flames shot up and ignited the tee-pee of dried twigs that Chet had meticulously stacked in the fire ring. “Yes,” he said excitedly to his wife. “Looks like we finally have a fire, hon.”...
“M, i, crooked letter, crooked letter, i, crooked letter, crooked letter, i, hump back, hump back, i.” This is how my mom remembered how to spell Mississippi when she was a kid. I thought about...
We're a young at heart couple with a taste for the crazy. We're from the hills of Tennessee, though when we say "from", we just mean that is the place most fondest in our heart and where we have lived the longest. Today we are perpetual travelers. We've been in love for over a quarter of a century and have developed a taste for discovering something new...
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