This week was TENSE. I’m relieved Trump was not re-elected but with some personal stuff going on, I found myself more confused and restless than usual. It’s a pandemic mood, but I really had to get the hell out of my house and peep some fall leaves. I’m glad I finally checked out the Sourwood Trail at Lake Russell. It’s right in the foothills of the mountains… but because it isn’t a mountain, I’d never prioritized it. I went by myself, there wasn’t another soul in sight. 3 easy-but-not-too-easy miles, the trees were poppin, and there are pretty views of Nancytown Creek and Falls throughout. I wish fall lasted as long as summer does here.