by our return guest blogger, KPTography
Anyone who knows me, or knows of me, knows that Asheville, North
Carolina is my happy place. Even my students can tell you that I live
and breathe the Biltmore Estate. I make no bones about it. I love the
Biltmore. I love how it looks, I love what it was and what it is. I
love the family history. I love the estate!
This summer I got to go on a daddy/daughter trip to Asheville. This
trip I actually spent more time off the estate then I have in all of my
time visiting Asheville. I now have proof (besides my own opinion) that
Asheville is a very happy place to be.
I love animals. I can even love a snake as long as its behind glass
with a very secure lid. This trip I visited the Western North Carolina
Nature Center. I was totally excited because I was going to see my very
first bear and wolves (yes the non-Twilight type). Dad and I went
through the reptile house (a bit quickly I might add). We wandered over
to the River Otters. They turned out to be camera hogs. That’s when I
heard the snuffing. I followed my ears until I reached a very large
fenced in area and there he was. A big black bear that was not playing
so nicely with his enclosure mate (I think the bear was an only child
and I could relate to that!)
This ranked right up there with finding Pez world with my mom. I
followed this bear that didn’t want his picture taken attempting to get
the perfect shot. I had just about given up when it happened. He
plopped himself down against a tree, started scratching his butt and
then grinned like nobodies business. I wasn’t sure if I had seen this
correctly but he did it several times. I decided the bear was happy
because he was in Asheville. I know I got so excited about the grinning
bear I completely forgot about the wolves!
Dad and I also spent one morning in downtown. I love the stores in
downtown but this was the first time I had experienced downtown without a
crowd. As I walked around I noticed that all of the merchants had
water bowls for the dogs outside their stores. Even if they weren’t a
pet store there was a fresh bowl of water for a pooch in need. Its no
wonder all the pups in Asheville are friendly and happy. They know that
they are welcome to come in for a visit.
The other day I was reading the news online and came across the article
called The Happiest States In America In One Map (www.huffingtonpost.com/2013/08/02/happiest-states-_n_3696160.html)
in the Huffington Post. The only town listed on the eastern seaboard
was Asheville! Something I already knew but was very happy to see that I
had been correct.
I will always love Asheville because of the Biltmore Estate but it’s so nice to know that the animals are happy there too!