Driving south
Honeymoon, day 1. We drove south out of
the mountains of Virginia all the way down to the flatlands of
Alabama. Roadside pine trees push their way in amid the hardwoods
I'm used to and an unfamiliar grass coats the edge of the
blacktop. We don't stop for me to botanize, although we do pass a
man pulled off on the side of a six lane highway by a lake, fishing
pole in hand.
Down south, the humidity has not yet lifted to give way to a crisp,
mountain fall. I'm a homebody most of the time, but I love the
feeling of covering new territory, even if it is pavement and
buildings. Mark and I sleep fitfully and wake up early, in a
different time zone, ready to explore a Native American mound!
(Nothing photogenic yet on our trip, so this is a picture of the lemon
tree soon after we brought it inside to prepare for our trip.
Huckleberry enjoyed the new addition to his living space.)
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About us: Anna Hess and Mark Hamilton spent over a decade living self-sufficiently in the mountains of Virginia before moving north to start over from scratch in the foothills of Ohio. They've experimented with permaculture, no-till gardening, trailersteading, home-based microbusinesses and much more, writing about their adventures in both blogs and books.
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