every morning at the dawning of each sunrise i could be found sitting in a rocker on the lower deck that hung over the mountain with my coffee and my Bible. with ample time to meditate and breathe in what each new sunrise had to offer, I was a happy girl.
the view from the upper deck
highlands cove golf course
Our youngest son and his wife (whom I will refer to as j & e from now on) had come from tallahassee to join us for the long labor day weekend. after a brunch of meems’ infamous french toast served outside on the upper deck, there was a tee time to be attended to at Highlands Cove for the boys. e & i opted to lounge and loaf staying close to the house the first day, both of us recovering from all the work it takes to get there.
hydrangea was everywhere
it seemed like there were bees or bugs on every flower
More highlights to come.