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Ah…… Atlanta in the Spring!
You probably remember that I’m a “southern” girl. I lived my whole life (well, except for a 6-month period of college study in London – which is another story, all together) in the south. From January 1981 until August 2003, I lived in the Atlanta area. I always loved Atlanta in the Spring. There are SO many flowers! It’s one of those areas that gets the best of it all.
Add to that white and pink dogwoods, Bradford pears, redbuds, peaches, weeping cherry, rhododendrons, camellias, and assorted flowering shrubs, vines and ground covers.
Atlanta reminds me of a southern belle who puts on her best frilly dress every spring. While we get a beautiful Spring in Michigan, it’s spread out over a much more protracted period. It’s more sedate and subdued (although more anticipated due to the normal winters). Atlanta jumps right in your face and says, “Here I am! Aren’t I gorgeous?”
I miss Atlanta’s Springs.