We have driven and walked around a lot recently, soaking in the atmosphere of Asheville's neighborhoods and the mountain views. It's amazing how much character each street and house has. We're especially impressed by the bungalows and the bright colors they wear. The little staid houses of the '20s have discovered some hippie flair and it suits them.
It's been alternately freezing and balmy, despite the fact that there's still snow on the ground. We walked around one particular neighborhood when the weather was up near the 40s. Children were sledding down a hill and guitar riffs were echoing between the houses. We could just imagine that same neighborhood in the early spring and the lazy days of summer. We didn't know it then, but a couple days later we would be signing a lease for a townhouse around the corner. Today we've got the contract tucked in a folder and couldn't be happier about our new home. We have until February first, however, until we get to move in. This would be frustrating, but because we're starting from scratch, it means we've got some time to hunt for furniture. In the interim we're staying in a "Swiss chalet." I kid you not.