Asheville, North Carolina is beautiful. Green, rolling hills, lush greenery. However, the townspeople decided to add some kick to the commute by sprinkling wildflower seeds at the interstate exit ramps. WOW! It is a complete delight to come round a corner and catch this view against the dark green hills. I love it here!
Peer and I were feeling sorry for the pugs so we drove up into the mountains for a hike. We took an easy stroll through the trees, walked along a river and eventually came to an enormous granite slab where we sat and had lunch. It was so worth it! Walter and Jaxon were wiped out for he rest of the day and slept like logs--not dogs!
With the dogs still tired, Peter and I headed out to visit the Carl Sandburg home. This is the house he moved to from Michigan. On a visit he and his wife fell in love with this area. He had published his huge work on the biography of Abraham Lincoln. This house is exactly as he left it when he died. It is frozen in time----specifically 1967. Wow! did this man read a lot. Every room is lined with bookshelves. Every table is buried under National Geographic, Life Magazines, and Time. The books have little markers for pages he wanted to remember. So very interesting to see how someone so talented lived. Strangely, was my thought! It was all I could do not to start tidying up. Apparently, he worked all night and slept all day----he didn't want to be disturbed by his wife and daughters. With so much time on her hands his wife started a small home business----goat farming. I must admit they are very cute! and almost as funny as the pugs. Ms. Sandburg made quite the living with prize-winning goats and a dairy selling milk, cheese and ice cream. No thanks! Too tangy.
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