Starting My Journey through the Appalachian Mountains

I stopped to photograph the flowers, bees, butterflies, and even a ray of sunlight that crossed the road. While Kayaking, I photographed the flowers, moss, and water droplets on the leaves.

When visiting the Providence Canyon in Georgia, I was surprised because although I expected to find an utterly arid area, I noticed that the forest clung to the desert clay, where life vibrates intensely.
Despite the terrain conditions, the forest contains many wildflowers, which, despite being tiny, have a great variety of shapes and colors. I also found butterflies and moths flitting around before disappearing into the approaching winter.

Dawn at the Smoky Mountains National Park

The night gradually gave way to the indigo and deep tones as the gentle, soft light fell on the blue clouds. An infinite and ethereal ocean rested over the lower mountains, cradled by the wind, while it received the first rays of light.

The Fantastic Colors of Autumn

Once the sun had risen, the mist and clouds began to move slowly, and the golden hues of autumn-covered mountains began to appear. At that moment, I understood why these mountains were originally named Shaconage, which means “Mountains of Blue Smoke” in the Cherokee language.

The Great Smoky Mountains National Park was named after the dense blue haze that covers its mountains. The ancient indigenous communities that populated this area called it Shaconage, which in the Cherokee language means “Place of blue smoke.”