The Cove

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Today was filled with old favorites. That included a drive to Cades Cove, one of the highlights of any trip to the Great Smoky Mountains. I love Cades Cove. My dear mother of blessed memory loved it, too. We had more than one go-round stuck in a traffic jam, watching a bear out in a field in our many trips to the Smokies. Today was bear-free, but there were plenty of deer out grazing in the fields. I saw a few wild turkeys, too (not the whiskey ). It may sound dull to a lot of people, but that 11-mile, one-way loop through Cades Cove is just magical to me. One of the highlights was when I saw a little girl in the car ahead of me, leaning out the window, agog at the sight of a deer not too far from the road in the woods. All around the hints of spring green engaging in a battle with the brown of winter flourished. If I were to come back in two weeks the place would be much greener. But then, that’s one of the reasons I love coming to the Smokies so much. It’s never the same place twice.