On the other side of our mountain is a magical spot called Lost Cove, the home of the friends who had a lathe for John. We drove up the narrow winding road to the beautiful fields and wildflowers and the immaculate (and well-protected) gardens that Pat and Connie have created over the years.
They have worked hard, ridding their land of invasive species and adding native plants wherever possible. One could spend hours walking around and seeing it all.
But we had time only for a brief visit as John was eager to get the lathe loaded and back to the shop before a potential thunderstorm arrived.
That's not a coffin but the cabinet the lathe sits on.
An unlooked for bonus--turning tools inside!
We stopped for a quick look at the old cabin they've turned into a fine guesthouse--a beautiful job of restoration.
Such a magical spot-just over the mountain!