I am back.

You: Back from what? I didn’t know you were gone.

Me: What do you mean you didn’t know I was gone?

You: You’re not the center of the blogosphere.

Me: Yes, you’re right, but I am back.

My husband, John, and I spent the weekend in Gatlinburg, Tenn. We took a break, planned and looked into the mountains.

Gatlinburg is a twin sister to Myrtle Beach, South Carolina except it is in the Great Smoky Mountains. From our window, we looked at peaks disappearing into blue-gray clouds. It made me think of a quote from Forrest Gump.

“You couldn’t tell where heaven ended and the earth began.”

John said, “A lot of people want to look out their window and see water brushing the sand. How could the beach compare to this view?”

Raised in S.C., Mom and Dad took my brother and me to Myrtle Beach.

When I lived one hour from the Blue Ridge Mountains, I fell in love. Maybe it was something new and different. Maybe I needed a close look at how the red ravines carved out gray trees kissed by a light blue to realize just how nature inspires.

That said, last week When We Write Letters series ended. No worries. Writing also changes. Here is the schedule in the upcoming weeks.

Sunday: Living the Reading Life or Meet the Writer

Every other Thursday: The Thurspiration will feature either The Write to Cook or InspireMe photos.

Every other Friday: Friday Night Writes will continue this coming Friday.

I hope you will come back and share your own word or more.

By Rebecca T. Dickinson

Tagged: Blue Ridge Mountains, changes in writing, Gatlinburg Tennessee, Great Smoky Mountains, Myrtle Beach, Myrtle Beach South Carolina, travel to Gatlinburg