It was perfect fall jacket weather at Indian Mound. We crossed an old covered bridge to get there.
Indian Mound features one of my favorite natural formations, what I call the “Rock Fortress”. Towering moss-covered textured rock walls rise on either side of a narrow leafy passage, open to the sky. Entering it, you feel like you’ve entered a native American holy space. It’s quiet, insulated, and mystical. Photos don’t do it justice.
There were still some asters, blazing red berries, and colorful leaves along the river.
The cabin restoration is almost finished. We hung out on the porch, imagining airlifting the whole cabin to our future TN home.