After our visit in Oklahoma, Grandma came back with us to Tennessee. The journey was blessedly uneventful. No cancellations, reroutes or breakdowns. We even had a nice free snack at the USO while we were waiting.
Then, since we had Grandma at our disposal, we drove up to Roan Mountain during the Rhododendron Festival - just Colin and myself. (And Morley.) I had been waiting expectantly for the rhododendrons to bloom again. Last year - the first summer that I had "the good camera" - I was in Canada and missed it. Yes, I even marked it on my calendar.
He posed nicely for me.
Look, I'm in a picture! My eyes may or may not be open though.
Since it was so foggy the panoramic views I was hoping to capture were not an option, but I did get some interesting close-ups.


Then we went back by the lookout and all the photographers were gone... but it was still foggy. There are mountains hiding somewhere out there in all the grey.
I took my favorite shot of the day on the way to the parking lot.















































