Driving on a bright sunny day
I soaked up my Carolina,
Viewing hillsides of Fresh spring green
and a sky so blue not interrupted by a single cloud
little shacks pasted against the hillsides
with satellites dwarfing their size even more
Low slung valleys with homes sunk so deep
I could shiver from the imagined chill
Hot Springs in view
the local diner seemed to call
5.99 Senior Special, chicken livers, pintos and fried okra
Easter dinner complete and on the road again
Our destination came into view
A bald on the Appalachian trail
Max Patch they call it
Seems Julie Andrews was right, the hills are alive
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