Wednesday, May 21, 2008

Walking is the Cure

I've been walking dawns for about a year now. It's hard sometimes to get up and meet my neighbor at 6:15 every (week) day, but watching the city wake up is worth it.Here's a glimpse of Atlanta from the bridge on Highland Ave. in Old Fourth Ward.

And here's the first peony! Spring is long and turbulent this year, but that's exactly how I like it. I'm glad I snapped this on Tuesday because after last night's severe storms the blossom was as over as an unloved heart.

I happen to like graffitti. This poem was stenciled onto the Freedom Path near Little Five Points (or, as some of us insist on saying, Petit Cinq Pointe)

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