"Where are we?" my mother asked.
We were in the heart of North Carolina mountains. We were also lost.
"I'm not sure," I answered, "but I think we're in Heaven!" I was trying to keep things light.
"Lord!" she remarked, and rolled her eyes at me the way she does when she doesn't take me seriously. I don't especially like it when she does that.
From my blog, Green Healing Notes. You can listen to a cow's moo, just in case you haven't heard one in a while ;)
Our dear friend, Tiny
