Cades Cove is one of those places that feel like magic. Deep in the Smoky Mountains, it feels as though it shouldn't exist or at the very least, shouldn't be disturbed. It makes you nostalgic for a time you didn't experience, a place you never lived.
The part I love most are the cabins & churches. The floors creak, along with the doors.
I'm always drawn to the windows. Oh, that light.
These images were inspired by this one from the 1920s I came across. I wasn't shooting this day with a blog post in mind, but when I saw the pictures on my screen, I wanted to share this place with you. I used to share this kind of thing regularly, but I got out of the habit. Would you like to see more of these sort of photos (along with my recipe posts, of course.)?