I went to south Ga. this week, a pretty quick trip, that was actually pretty pretty. The yellow Carolina jasmine is blooming bountifully out in the tree tops. And the volunteering, nusiance Bradford pears that have been spread by wildlife are glorious. Sad that so many spring things put on such a fantastic show for about five days, then seem to vanish into the landscape for another 51 weeks, becoming nearly un-noticeable until they put on their finery next spring.
Things are quiet in Quitman - and getting quieter. Half the stores in town are empty. Smilin' Jack left a hole that will not be soon filled...The only businesses that seem to thrive are eating establishments... and since the only place I spent any money was at the postoffice, I was not very helpful for boosting the economy.
Went to Valdosta to visit KST and the auntie who is having a birthday today. She enjoys telling that she was born on the only day that is a 'command': March Forth!
Got a little shrub-whacking done in the back yard. It has been neglected for a Long Time, and getting things under control is going to be monumental. I think I need to be looking at the project through a carboard cylinder, like kids making binoculars out of toilet paper tubes at pre-school, for the work there to not appear be so overwhelming that I throw up my hands in defeat.
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