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Meandering
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How I love meandering through the mountains in the Carolinas. The air smells cleaner and fresher, and the palette of nature’s greens . . . endless in array. I feel a strong connection to the serenity of the mountains. For me, they are a respite from the sultry heat of the South and the flat horizons of Texas and northwest Louisiana. Don’t get me wrong. Twirling the sand of the beach between my toes is great; but given the option, I would live out the rest of my days nestled in the woods in the mountains, on a comfy sofa near the fire with either a cup of tea in hand or a little warmed Hennessy!