Eight lanes narrow to four and then to two. The road between Nashville and Franklin is a wavy path of asphalt, following the rolling contours of the land.
Trees bordering the road are a child's palette of colors.
The poplars, sumacs, oaks and maples glow red, gold, orange and brown in the bright October sun. The foliage on the hill is thick except in those places where small feet have beaten a path to the playhouse built high up on the hill. Hanging from several tree branches, brightly painted bird houses invite twirping visitors. A stained-glass bunny with a pink ear hangs in a front window of the house. Caught in a glittering sunray, the rabbit appears to be winking at those who approach the front door.