Tag Archive: Asheville

Sunset Tree

Sometimes you just want a postcard. (Incidentally, same spot as the Biltmore Sketch.) A Year Ago: Winter Walk This is a level, non-rocky portion of the Graveyard Fields/Upper Falls trail… [read more]

Biltmore Vista

Today is cold, windy, and grey—but yesterday was all autumn glory. My friend Sonali and I took a turn around the Estate, enjoying the warm sun, delicious air, still-colorful leaves, and the silver glinting threads of spider web woven through the green grass of a knoll overlooking the French Broad. The walk would have been…

Emerald Float

I decided not to go to Florida to assist my sister Margo with the memorial and other tasks associated with the death of my aunt Phyllis. There was no way to get there and back that didn’t involve either a ridiculous amount of transit time or an extended stay in Fort Myers. And it was…

Valet

I seem to be on a mini bridge binge. This one oughta hold us for awhile. A Year Ago: Home is where the hearth is. This is the most basic kitchen I’ve ever worked with… [read more]

Art Bridge

Unlike yesterday’s modern bridge, today’s was literally passed over. But not by us. No, we stopped to have a look at this urban relic, no longer open to traffic and now frequented mostly by graffiti taggers. Bob knows my penchant for the decrepit and distressed, abandoned architectural elements, the leavings of civilization. We were on…

Over The River

We went for a late afternoon walk in Hominy Creek Park. Two Years Ago: Classic Bird My trip to Key West is less than two weeks away… [read more]

Blue Ridge Beauty

No way I’m letting this Fall pass without the obligatory Western North Carolina beauty shot. Bonus panorama (click for access to hugeosity): Two Years Ago: Light & Glass Some buildings do well even when the weather is a mess… [read more]

Closing The First Year

A year ago today I arrived in Asheville to stay. Honestly, I can’t even believe it’s been so long. And yet—I can. No portion of my life has been left unchanged by this change. And while much remains yet unsettled, there’s no denying that the adventure, the challenge, the sheer difference of my life here…

Lexington St. Textures

Yummy urban surfaces and gorgeous weathered colors in downtown Asheville. A Year Ago: Diminuendo I find myself cautiously optimistic… [read more]

Welcome to Wamboldtopia

You are entering a santuary of whimsy and wisdom, where beauty and death play together joyfully. It’s the kind of place where a visual pun—two kinds of teeth—greets you just past the gate. Wamboldtopia is a garden of earthly delights: sculptures small and large, word-bearing artifacts, complex and artful masonry, bones, bells, and found objects…