Can't you just hear Alabama singing that? "Christmas in Dixie, it's snowing in the pines. Merry Christmas from Dixie to everyone tonight." I used to just love Alabama . . . but I'm a sucker for plaid shirts, lots of facial hair and mullets. :)
As we were driving home from Tennessee this weekend, that song just kept running through my head. Maybe because the path from Gainesville to Tennessee is full of beautiful and interesting Southern things. First you pass the carpet capital of the south, Dalton, where huge mills are still processing vast amounts of carpet on a regular basis. Then as you head up toward Chattanooga, you start seeing those famous words on the roofs of barns, birdhouses and billboards - "See Rock City." I can remember as a child looking forward to going to Rock City on Lookout Mountain just to verify that I could actually see 7 states and fit through Fat Man's Squeeze. The incline railway about scared the bejeebbers out of me, but you have to admit, it was an adventure. My dad loved to go because on the trip down there and back we stopped at every Stuckeys (which were about at every other interstate exit at the time) and by the time we got home, we had pretty much consumed a entire case of Pecan Logs. (oooh). Chattanooga is a beautiful city as the Tennessee River runs right through the middle of it. Just north of Chattanooga, is just one of the prettiest drives ever as you wind through the Appalachian and Cumberland mountain ranges and along the shores of Nickajack Lake. And then there's Monteagle Mountain to cross. Monteagle, by the way for you trivia buffs, is the highest point at 2100 ft. above sea level between Chicago and Miami. So this is where the Alabama song really hit the high note. On the trip back, sure enough there was snow in the pines on the top of Monteagle. You know us Georgians don't see too much snow, so this was a huge thrill for us. All of that to say, our weekend in Tennessee was wonderful. Time with family was great. Just a few pics to share:
The four grands.
Me and my precious hubby.
E and her precious hubby.
These two are gifts.
The boys with "the Nana."
Don't ask.
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