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'Twas the Month Before Christmas...

‘Twas the month before Christmas, and deep in the hills;

I was looking for places to shake off the chills;

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Quick plans were made and the bags were brought down,

In hopes that we soon would go out of town;

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The puppies were nestled all snug in the plane,

While visions of merriment danced in their brains,

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We were loaded and ready, flying into the sun,

Headed east to the mountains for some quick winter fun-

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We landed in Flat Rock, delighted to see,

A cute little cabin, for Matt and for me.

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I barely had settled and took off my coat,

When what did I see? Well it was a goat!

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We rode into town filled with glorious stores,

And found Renzo’s Ristorante with pasta galore;

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And, what might be a perfect end to this day?

Why a twinkle of lights and great Christmas play.

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The next morning we woke and jumped in the car,

We headed to Asheville to pedal a bar.

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We sipped and we pedaled, we pedaled and sipped,

Then off for some shopping, we dashed and we skipped.

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“Now! Dasher, now! Dancer, now! Prancer, and Vixen,

“On! Comet, on! Cupid, on! Donner and Blitzen;

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We heard someone shout and we just had to see,

Why, it wasn’t a reindeer, it only was ME!

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As our tummies grew empty, to Limones we ran,

For mussels, ceviche, and caipirinhas in hand;

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But so much fun had made our feet ache,

So we soaked our poor feet with massages at Wake.

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And then in a twinkling, we headed next door,

Where old books were waiting and champagne was poured.

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The next morning the fog was swirling ‘round slow,

As we headed for breakfast at nearby HenDough.

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The chicken was hot and the doughnuts were sweet,

And I ate and I ate, ‘til I just couldn’t eat.

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Then it was down to Georgia, for Christmas again,

At Barnsley Resort, with some of our friends;

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The place was glittering with Christmas decor,

We grabbed up the pups and went to explore;

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There was so much to do, that much did transpire,

We walked, and we shot, we drank wine by the fire.

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The light of the day passed into dim glow of night,

And we walked through the ruins with bright Christmas lights.

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With dinner in my belly and drinks in my hand,

And I couldn’t help but think, “My, this is grand;”

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The next day brought spa dates and pretzels and fun,

And long walks and donkeys, and little dog runs.

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And soon it was time to get dressed up, you see,

For a Christmas party that was so filled with glee.

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And before I knew it, it was already time,

For a final HUGE breakfast that was truly sublime.

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Then we sprung to the plane, it was time to go home,

And bring Christmas to our house, no more to roam.

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Then with my home in sight, I giggled with glee,

It was time to go looking for our Christmas tree.

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And I say to you all, it’s time for happy and bright,

Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night.

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Posted by vicki_h 08:41 Archived in USA Tagged christmas georgia asheville barnsley_resort pubcycle hendersonville flat_rock

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Loved it! What a lively surprise for us followers with the always outstanding photos. Happy New Year!

by THOMAS63

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