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A few of my diehard blog mateys may have noticed my recent lack of attention to your jolly comments and pungent posts! (I have no idea why I wrote that in pseudo-piratical prose.) It was because my wife and I had slipped away for our annual-ish Fall Getaway, during which time my attention was solely upon us and our lovely surroundings.
I’ve spoken before of our differences, but Trudy and I also share some passionate interests (in addition to one another). Our love of story, for example: we read aloud together every day, and watch (and sometimes make) movies together. Another shared passion is our love of art in all its forms. Early in our dating relationship we visited California’s Getty Museum and found ourselves enveloped in a cocoon of aesthetics; for hours it was just the two of us and the art we were experiencing together. I remember thinking, “If I died right now, I’d die happy.” Of course, Trudy might not have appreciated that (there he goes again doing messy and embarrassing things).
It’s not surprising, therefore, that this year we chose to spend the first two days of our Getaway in Asheville, North Carolina, visiting the Biltmore Estate, America’s largest home. But apart from its palatial size (the obvious joke is that they “built more”), it was created following remarkable aesthetics, from its traditional chateau architecture to its unique interior design to the art on its walls (Sargent, Whistler, Duerer, Renoir). We were engulfed together!
But our deepest shared interest is in the ultimate Artist. And so for the rest of our Getaway we hiked and explored one of God’s masterpieces, the Great Smoky Mountains, just an hour away from Asheville. And once again we were engulfed together!
It’s quaintly Facebook-ish of me to post personal photos, I know, but I thought you might enjoy seeing some of the pics we snapped while I was away and ignoring you. But, hey, I’m back and,
You know I still love you, right?