Go Tell It On A Mountain

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According to legend, in 1875 two developers drew lines from Chicago to Savannah, and from New Orleans to New York. At their intersection was one of my favorite places in the world, Highlands, North Carolina. While, as the developers hoped, major trade routes did not evolve along those routes, Highlands did become a wonderful summer resort for many southeastern families. A quick trip up there over the weekend reminded me that the Georgia and North Carolina mountains can be just as lovely in the winter. The town doesn't change much, and I'm always enchanted by the churches along Main Street.

1 comment:

Brilliant Asylum said...

Oh, how I love Highlands--and the story of it's creation. I am glad that it never became the transportation hub of the Southeast. Where else could we escape to in the smoggy summers?