Deb and I spent the day touring the area and hitting every antique shop we could find. I got to experience the winding roads of TN. There was one that is known as the “snake,” and there were only short stretches of straight road. Short as in maybe 300 ft. And hairpin turns that were so tight it made me nervous. When we got to the bottom, a long trailered semi was heading up. I tho’t, “there is no way that guy was gonna make any of those hairpin turns.” We are waiting patiently to hear on the news of his fate. There was no place for a car to turn around, and he certainly couldn’t back down those switches backs. For all we know, he may be stuck up there. There were signs at the bottom warning of the miles of switchbacks, so either he didn’t pay attention or tho’t he was macho. Hope we hear of his outcome.

When we got home, I pulled grass out of her front flower beds, and then we harvested tomatoes and basil. Deb made pesto, and tomorrow, while it is raining, we will make tomato sauce and freeze it. She found a much needed Foley mill in one of the shops. Perfect for processing tomatoes. Her garden is so productive. I really am jealous of how many tomatoes she harvests off one plant and of the size of her basil plants. My garden produces but nothing like hers.