Summer in the mountains

Almost every year of my life I have spent the fourth of July in the mountains of NC.  My great grandparents established a tradition of family gatherings here and I am grateful for this.  This past 4th, 48 of us gathered to celebrate.  I then spent the next few weeks there with my boys to escape the heat and humidity in Charleston.  This year's milestone was my oldest son's making it to the top of Lookout Mountain, the tallest mountain in Montreat where we have our home.  We were also joined for a week by a good friend of mine and her two kids.  Now we are back home facing just a few weeks of summer left before the school craziness begins.