The beach is great. I’ve been to some beautiful beaches, and I am always happy to see more of the ocean. But my longing to go to the mountains is deeper, longer-lasting, more constant. (And me saying this has nothing to do with the recent spate of shark attacks on North Carolina beaches.) Last week, I read a New York Times travel article about Asheville, and since then I’ve been reminiscing about how much I loved our trip to Asheville and Pisgah National Forest last August. And also playing, like the total novice I am, with the photographs I took on the trip in Photoshop.