While winding through the country roads near Shenandoah Valley National Park, I realized John Denver really knew what he was singing about when he called the Blue Ridge Mountains โalmost heaven.โ
We traveled from roadside stand to roadside stand for the greater portion of the day, ooh-ing and aah-ing at quilts, moccasins, baskets, and antiques.
I swear, someday Iโm going to rent a U-Haul and fill it up with goodies from Virginia. In the meantime, I couldnโt beat fresh honey, apple cider, and peaches.
Is this the place where I belong, like John Denver sang? Iโm not so sure about that. But I am sure there are only a few places on Earth Iโd rather go to sit back and relax.

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