Shawn decided one morning before Christmas, which I really think was the Tuesday before, that he wanted to go for a drive up the mountains. Now, Arkansas mountains, where we live, are not like mountains in Utah, or even Pocatello. To me, they are very large hills, and granted, I bet if I was to stand at the base of one of these so called hills, and look up before I climbed, I would think it would be a mountain. But I had errands to do first that morning, and we didn't leave for the drive until like noon. We stopped in Nashville, AR first for lunch at our favorite KFC (only time we ever eat there... like 1-2 times a year), and then head up. Of course, I think Shawn is taking the wrong road, because of the map (we don't have a TomTom or even GPS), and so he turns around to go the other way, only to find out later that we were on the right road. But Shawn wouldn't turn back, and so we drove up to Lake Greeson, past the dam...
and took these 2 pictures.
Then we went home. End of story.
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