Oh-h-h-h that's beautiful

It's got to be Mountain Laurel. I would travel to N.C. or Tenn in a moment if I knew that I could stand in a acre of it and admire its beauty. That's one of the lucky things a Western N.C. mountain fella gets to experience, second only to a drink from a cool mountain spring and soaking his feet in the cold running water of rock filled cataract.