Well, not Branson exactly. In fact, I’m not sure we went into town the whole trip.
We were meeting friends at the Silver Dollar City theme park for the Bluegrass festival and staying in a beautiful log cabin at Notch Estates.
It rained …
a lot …
but it didn’t even matter. In hooded plastic ponchos we dashed between shows with our friends. We wandered the beautiful trails behind our cabin, and listened to the wildlife from its covered deck overlooking the wooded hills.
The waters receded quickly from the dock over the pond, morning mist rising into the clearing skies.
Rambling ... 