The Path Less Traveled

Come...



...passed the kids in the pond...



.....through the clearing....



...beyond the stack of logs....



... by the tornado ravaged trees...



...on up the trail that has been our summer project...



...and you come to this. Way before we ever had our Smokehouse business our property was home to a Moonshine Making Machine! But of course the feds have to get involved in any successful business and apparently they shut the whole operation down. How frustrating is that?



I wonder if we can restore it to all it's glory?



I sit in quiet contemplation, imaging the yummy goodness that was destined for this little bottle.



But then I head on back down the hill. And find this little bit of yummy goodness upon my return home.



Such is life in the hallows of Tennessee.