The last mountain morning coffee muses…

The feel on the mountain changed last night. There were people here. The houses up and down the road filled up with people. You could hear talking and laughter well into the night. House lights were on across the road where we didn’t even know there were houses.

Driving down off the mountain yesterday, there was traffic without a construction project. Parking lots were full. People had come back to their mountains for the Fourth… we were the visitors.

After dark the sounds of fireworks reverberated through the ridges. The loudest coming over the ridge across the road. Beech Mountain celebrating their Fourth of July weekend. Looking down off the mountain, you could see the colorful flowers blooming all over the place.

Even the birdsong I had come to expect was subdued. It still is this morning…

Well, we have about an hour and a half to finish packing, load up, and head down the mountain one last time this trip to turn in the keys to Mountain Masterpeace.

Catch y’all down the road…