It was a good choice to stay back last night. My sister called at 8:30 -- they'd just finished up dinner. Duke would've been upset being here alone and I was already tucked in bed when she called.
This isn't a usual trip to Asheville -- I might not get even ONE stop at the teahouse {*clutches pearls*}. A first in FIVE YEARS (!!) This is a visit with my aunt and uncle that happens to be in Asheville. My uncle is recovering from 2 strokes and he doesn't have stamina to walk or do much without a rest. Add my dog home alone to the mix, and that gobbles up a lot of time.
I'm very lucky to have my aunts and uncles -- I'm close to all of them. More than half are in their 80s now and I know we have limited time to be together. As much as this weekend's timing wasn't good, I'm glad I came. These memories are important. And they're an inspiration on how to age and how to hold a close family.
Duke and I will walk this morning in the north Asheville neighborhoods. I won't go up the mountain with him and bears. I'll see what little bits of MY fun I can squeeze in today. We'll head out late morning tomorrow.
A little Asheville delight is I have the windows open and the first birds of the day have started singing. It's loud (robins, I think) and happy -- smells like fresh rain too. Storms overnight with wind through the windows -- it was such a flashback to childhood. We never ran the AC, always window open and I loved the breeze and rain smell at night.
Hope you have a good day. Later gators.
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