when you get to asheville

Here’s a song from Steve Martin and Edie Brickell’s album  “Love Has Come for You”.

Asheville is a great place.

It would be nice if no one else noticed.

It’s getting kind of popular and crowded.

People seem to chase the “better place”…but when they all get there, they complain that it’s the same as the place they came from.

I wonder what the consistent element is?

I don’t know how long you have to live in a place to be considered a “native”, either.

4 or 5 generations later, are you a part of the “native” population?  Or does it take even longer than that?  Or is it just a matter of getting there a little faster than the next guy coming around to find a new paradise?

We live a little ways out of Asheville now….just far enough that it’s still kind of “home”… but we can go for a visit now instead of living downtown. It’s a good thing to be able to escape an environment that’s gotten too “hip” for comfort.

That being said…I still love Asheville.

If you can stand to drop down into the creative environments to be found up in Asheville, you really can get a good and quick fix of all the things that are hard to find in our little community…all the things good and bad that are hard to find in the conservative mountains.

And when you’re done visiting, you can go back home and check on the chickens.

It’s a good life.


Here’s another song…one with Edie’s husband.  He’s a songwriter, too.

About Peter Rorvig

I'm a non-practicing artist, a mailman, a husband, a father...not listed in order of importance. I believe that things can always get better....and that things are usually better than we think.

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