We're back. Nashville was hilly and beautiful.
And sad and historical.Stone's River Civil War National Battle Site (A.K.A. Murfreesboro to us Yankees).
And even more historical.
The Hermitage, home of Andrew Jackson, A.K.A. Old Hickory. Which nick-name he bequeathed to a confusing number of streets in Nashville and its environs (or maybe it's really one multi-directional street).
So you see, I haven't been neglectful. I've been Travelling. Circumstances combined to send us off to Nashville at the end of July (I know, who goes south in July? It hadn't been hot enough here and we needed to suffer heat more intensely?) It was wonderful. Even The Lord Protector said he'd go again.
And wait 'til you see my souvenirs.