Winter is the worst.
Boone is the worst.
Winter in Boone is downright miserable.
Driving around narrow roads with hairpin turns and cliffs is terrifying enough when they AREN’T coated in ice. Working from home is isolating enough WITHOUT giving up on every evening walk because it is always 4 degrees outside. And living on the side of a mountain is suffocating enough BEFORE seeing layers upon layers and layers of barren branches between you and the sky.
This is literally the first thing I see every morning. Good morning, Boone. You so pretty. Continue reading