Looking out the front door of Memory Lane studio and gallery. The table is an old barn door.
and old tea kettles became bird houses.
Phlox at the Sautee Store were sweet.
A single flower at Memory Lane.
And suddenly we shifted gears and were facing a line of not so friendly cows in the Sautee Nacoochee Valley.
I never get tired of seeing this view.
Finally, before we left Abby J’s her husband John showed us his birthday present—a new Jeep with a straight transmission and a removable T top. My goodness: what could be more fun than this in the northeast Georgia mountains?!