Perusing this headline at WRAL made me think of a funny incidence on our arrival here Friday. Kelly went into the local grocery store to pick up some food. When she got back into the car, the smell of marijuana followed her. And it wasn’t just a whiff, it was very strong. Kelly of course doesn’t partake but it didn’t stop me from kidding her about it!
Driving back towards I-40 with the windows down, we were smelling it just as strongly, though there wasn’t anyone around, nor could we see any smoke from possible law enforcement burns.
It was really odd. The moonshine culture is alive and well here, so I’m sure the forests are full of it. Even so, I didn’t expect to be greeted by it when we arrived!
There is an old country tune, “Wild Wood Weed”. That’s its name to the old timey folk, I believe.