The new concrete has all been poured and it looks like some of the engines are inside.
What is next door?
There's the Black Mountain Police Department.
Of course there are several police cruisers parked outside, but I didn't think I should be taking too many photos. Not that they would really care about an old lady who blogs, but they might think I'm a front for some nefarious organization. (I know, I read (watch) too many action detective stories!)
So let's cross the street.
Across Montreat Rd. is the White Horse...an entertainment venue.
And in the other direction, across Midland Blvd, or perhaps Richardson, not really sure...is the Welcome Center. There are a couple of merging streets there.
The building to the right behind the trees is The Bistro Restaurant, where I frequent sometimes with friends. THis was on Sunday morning, so everything was shut down.
The Chamber of Commerce runs this visitor center, and brochures and maps of the area are available. I remember going there the first few weeks I lived here, and they had so many answers for me! Don't miss the red huge roocking chair bedecked with sunflowers and cornstalks and pumpkins. It says "Black Mountain, The Little Town that Rocks."
Today's quote:
Steve Jobs once said, "Remembering that you are going to die is the best way I know to avoid the trap of thinking you have something to lose. You are already naked. There is no reason not to follow your heart."
