My mother-in-law worried the azalea blooms might not last until our trip to Brunswick, GA last weekend, but we woke up to a symphony of colors on Friday at my husband’s family home. The thermometer nearly reached 80 degrees later in the weekend, inviting the first shorts and flip-flops of the season.
Curtains of Spanish moss drape from ancient trees around the property, filtering the afternoon sunlight.
One of the few places where our dog Savannah can run around leash-free, the secluded spot extends to a lazy creek flowing into the Turtle River. Two chairs sit on the pier year round, providing a comfortable perch for a drink by the water. Spiky palm trees overlook the creek and stand guard around the property, adding a touch of tropical greenery to the landscape.
The azaleas will soon wilt in the heat of spring in South Georgia, captivating even more with their fleeting beauty.