The Blueridge Parkway never disappoints. Walking in these blue hazed mountains is a softening interlude in an otherwise busy life. These hills are very old and have developed a soft look - densely green and standing stolidly, firmly in their place.
This dead tree stood out graphically with a backdrop of so much green.
The Mountain Laurel were in bloom - their delicate shades of pink making a break from the green of the leaves surrounding it.
A Flame Azalea is always such a wonder - standing out so vividly.
"How glorious a greeting the sun gives the mountains." - John Muir
