Days before Christmas we went to the Biltmore House in Asheville, NC. This was our Chirstmas gift from my mama. The last time I went I was probably nine years old. We took the whole day, and toured the whole house from the basement to the third floor, us and everybody in western NC. We had a great lunch at the Stables at the house. Then right before we left we walked the gardens. Everything was cut back and put to bed for the Winter. The bones of the beds proved to me that we do need to go back again and see everything in its full glory. It really was a great day.
