…shortly after my previous post, I came across some photos on a blog I read weekly, from New Orleans, and saw the roots of an oak tree shoving up through the brick sidewalk, and when I see that sort of thing, or other images similar to the ones I took myself (shared below, quickie pull from my work machine), my spirit literally *sprouts.* SPROUTS! It is like some sort of amazing dream, to re-realize over and over again that I will be there, and soon! One week and 3 days, to be precise.
Follow Your Crazy 
These are gorgeous, Sooz, and it seems like the kind of place where time is so thick that you can feel it when you walk through it.
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How lovely.
Scarlett & Viaggiatore
Thank you! And, it really is – it’s part of what grounds me there, I think, that constant, tangible history.
And HA! I figured, although the screamy face is kind of cute. 😉