On Tuesday, me and the boys (sic) headed off to take a 7 mile hike to Scaly Mountain in North Carolina.

Our first mistake was that what we thought was Scaly Mountain was actual White Rock Mountain. Our second mistake was that the hike was really 16.5 miles rather than 7 miles. Nonetheless, we completed the trek in 8 hours regardless of the snow/ice that accumulated on the ground, no doubt from the same storm that covered Lookout Mountain in ice.

What we learned is that the view from White Rock is spectacular, something like this:

You can see the rest of my pictures here.

Grab a cup of joe, a hanky and a friend and watch O3′s latest Teaser Trailer

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I opened the nugget of chocolate with anticipation, not knowing what charming platitude it would hold for me today (each of these individually wrapped Dove dark chocolate splendors have a “promise message” cleverly hidden inside, such as “Today is a bubble bath day.”). My message today was “Hey, why not?”

It was such a friendly remark, I found myself going along with it before I could say anthropomorphize. Then I caught myself. Realization: I’m taking advice from a chocolate bar…but it wasn’t even that– I’m taking advise from the wrapper of a chocolate bar.

And with that, the foolishness was over.

On a more hopeful note, I don’t exclusively read messages on chocolate wrappers. I’ve branched out recently and re-read Till We Have Faces by C.S. Lewis (see previous post). Reading it again was like returning from a dreadsome journey to find some lover, long thought gone or dead, to be waiting up for you, and she even more beautiful than you had thought possible. It was a lovely thing.

You should read it.