The Pink azaleas may be all, but the red ones are in full flower.
And the lilacs are just plain gorgeous.
And how 'bout them dogwoods. Cities are nice, and there's always a lot going on, but springtime in the Appalachians is special. So once again we retreat to our mountain fastness, or what "She Who Must Not Be Named" thinks of as the "fortress of solitude" [she's a city girl and after a few days misses the bustle].
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