I hate John Denver for the most part. Not him, but his music. Moreso when I was younger. But cold days like today are the type his songs were made for. “Almost heaven, West Virgina. Blue Ridge Mountains, Shenandoah River.”
My dad always talked about his time in the Blue Ridge Mountain area during his basic training, prior to his trip overseas in World War II. I’ve never been there, but I plan to visit someday with my wife.
I got to surfing and looked up some Blue Ridge real estate properties, and from the photos it really does look beautiful there. Maybe in a few years, my wife and I can save enough aside for the big move. We need to eventually, for her health.