Posts Tagged ‘Tennessee’

I have recently returned from a road trip to TN. Looking at the pictures from my trip, I guess you could say water did figure prominently.

The Sinks

The Sinks in the Great Smokey Mountains

We went to the top of the Bass Pro Shops Pyramid to get a view of the Mississippi in Memphis.


Mississippi in Memphis

And the river through Nashville was especially beautiful at night!

Nashville at night

Nashville at night


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I think this is my first time participating in Ailsa’s travel theme, though I have enjoyed many beautiful entries over the time since she created it.

I took this photo at Ruby Falls in Chattanooga, TN. The falls are underground and it takes a long time in a close, hard-to-breath-in environment to get there, but it is amazing to see such a big waterfall underground! It felt like a made a mistake with this photo because the flash on my camera reflected off the cave wall, but I ended up liking the contrast. I even like the “water dots” on my camera lens. 🙂

Ruby Falls

Ruby Falls, Chattanooga, TN

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The topic of Jakesprinters’ Sunday Post this week is Road. I don’t often take pictures of roads, but I think about them a lot. There are roads that lead to nowhere — dead ends; roads that lead in a circle or only lead to one place; then there are those that seem to stretch on forever. Sometimes the name of the road gives you a clue about it, sometimes it doesn’t. In the US, a lane means something different from an avenue or a numbered highway. If roads were a person, this would be their “last name.” What about their “first name?”

Some roads have simple names, and it is easy to figure out their origin: they are named after a person in history (in the US, there is always a “Washington” street) or a characteristic about the place before the road was built, or it may be its purpose — for example, every town seems to have a “main” street or a street named after the trees that grew there such as “oak” or “pine.” Then there are the ones that make you wonder, “Where did that come from?” I think about the person who originally named it and shake my head. I ask myself, “Would I want to live on that street?”

When I was living in Knoxville TN and drove north, we would pass an exit that would always make me react that way, so one day I finally took a picture of it.

Sometimes it isn’t necessary to know their names. Sometimes we can just appreciate that they exist to lead us to beautiful places; knowing their name is not necessary. Driving around the Tennessee mountains one day we saw this view. I never found out the name of this road, and I didn’t care.

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