the light show...

... at the Atlanta Botanical Gardens was quite impressive. We went early, before it was dark and had dinner at a restaurant in the Gardens. Lots of people milling around, and thousands or maybe millions of lights of every imaginable color.  It was quite cold, but the temperature did not stop us or every other citizen in a hundred mile radius from going to enjoy the gloriously hung, draped, mounted, flowing, artistically arranged gazillion of twinkling lights.

Trees, deliberately, tidily groomed, placed along each side of the path, standing tall in matched pairs, with practically every inch of bark covered in lights, a different color for each tree. Gigantic red and white snowflakes hung up high in the branches of full grown, mature trees making you wonder how in the world the guys got them up there. Tiny little flower shaped lights on tiny little trees, with wires and colored bulbs plenteously wrapped on every limb. Glowing orbs of dozens of white lights tucked away in the shrubbery, looking like something that dropped in from another planet.

An amazing display of lights hung from netting up high in the limbs of mature hardwoods, hundreds of long strings of many colors, just hanging straight down from tree tops. All those different colors blinking on and off synchronized to music playing from hidden speakers out in the undergrowth. Too overwhelming for my limited vocabulary, oh-so-very impressive that I am tempted to use that exhausted, overworked A-word, (-wesome!) to describe. Out there in the cold and dark with a multitude of others gawking, with heads tilted back and mouths agape, standing in the woods astounded by the sights.