A friend emailed this to me today and I could totally identify/// Asheville the holy, the lovely,the goovy place to be groovy..soak in the love…
The mountain laurel is in bloom, blueberry bushes bear fruit on the Blue Ridge Parkway hiking trails, which are abundant for the picking. Bluegrass musicians are playing banjos on street corners and in paid venues. Contra Dance Groups gather at the Warren Wilson College grounds to extend a loving hand to a stranger visitng for the first time. We visited for the first time, recently. A very tall women dress in a purple velvet costume waled right up to us and said, “Welcome, just jump right in and if you don’t feel comfortable with the step I can find a seasoned partner that will make contra dancing comfortable for you.” At that moment I heard a clip clop on the road just above us. It was a couple of beautiful Haflinger horses pulling a cart of people. All a stranger has to do is show up in Asheville and they aren’t a stranger any more. An abundance of hands reach out to teach the steps to dances, invite you to horseback ride, sit and listen to mountain music, slide down a big rock in a waterfall, drink wine at the Biltmore Estate daily wine tasting. Music is as popular as art. Kids and parents alike meet at the White Horse in Black Mountain, to listen to mountain music singers, cloggers, etc. You will find a varitey or unique restaurants with 5 star chef-owners. They have move to the mountain in quantity to find their personal voice and cook unusual creations. I still don’t know quite what I have ordered at Salsas in downtown Asheville; this even after I have eaten it. All I know is it is beyond delicious every time. Artists of all levels of accomplishments, young and old have settle in Asheville. They stroll the streets incognito in shorts and flip flops. Vadim Bora is an artist teacher with world reknown acclaim. He was my teacher for a few years. As successful as he is you can find him having a cup of coffee at the World Coffee Shop on Battery Park just under his studio in jeans and a plain shirt. Sustainability groups are popping up everywhere. Green Environmentally Friendly people are the norm in the Asheville NC Mountains. Goat farms and baby chicks are the local pets. There is a farmers tailgate market in virtually every community where proud members bring organic produce, soap, and goat cheese that they have produced on their land. Communities of loving people find each other. It will bring joy to
your Saturday morning.
Pluto, 4356 posts? what do you have the puters hard wired to your brain? are you a speed typer savant? did your mama leave you to long in front of the puter as a child..I appreciate your contribution to the forum don’t get me wrong…I just ate a blueberry muffin they must be out somewhere…
Both of your posts added together and divided by two equal 2211. That’s the age I moved to Asheville plus the setting to which Nigel Tufnel from “Spinal Tap” set his volume on his amp in numerological progression. My post count (see left) is roughly half the age of my circumference’s hat size after leaving Chicago on a train at an average speed of 210 parsecs/planetary revolution (used as time and distance measurement). Give your answer in standard measurement units as would be used in the Amazonian Rain Forest during the rainy season.
I’ve followed this for a few days, what is this thread about again? What happened to the recipe that was posted here for Crab Rangoons?
Boat Rocker… I ran the circumference of your left big toe through my destiny big toe circumference O meter and WOW…you are indeed the new Messiah… the wind just blew 11 leaves off the the popular tulip tree outside as I typed it and I now I know it is true…
The matrix I have cast on you now will change your destiny forever..you will start to notice people secretly worshiping you ..at first you will deny it.. but then all redheads with freckles will donate all their resources to you and you will be empowered to take to the new dimensional vortex…please stay true to your calling boat rocker.. don’t let the demons inside the Internet Exporer touch you go toward the Mozilla ..
And by the way Shadmarsh “Puter” is what the charming locals call their P3s ,,so don’t make me go Hillbilly on your ass..
and also those who are really wondering what this thread is about.. read it backwards divide by 3
and drink a half bottle of Jack.. it’‘ll all make sense then..and believe me it’s deep..
I did not get very far past the blueberries on the parkway either before your friend’s e-mail descended into hard to read drivel. You might relay the notion of paragraphs to your friend.
There are for sure blueberries on the parkway. They are just hard and green still. Maybe it was an old e-mail from last year.
I love taking the kids blueberry picking each year. We have a couple great spots and usually it is a celebration leading up to the start of school. That said, I haven’t seen any ripe this early in the year but if there are places, I’d love to know where to find them. So much fun to take a long hike, come home, grill and make a great dessert with the fruits of our labor.
might still be some saskatoons/sarviceberries about, though.
there’s quite a few used all around the city buildings downtown. especially the area behind the jail, on the way down to that community orchard by the stevens league center.
might be some in front of the montesorri on spring st, too, Steve, down in the bizzle.
