3-26-08: Like Home

Packed up and dawdled out of the hills. I took this picture on the ridge top of a blooming tree against the bare but budding forest. Can someone identify it? (In case you didn't know, the photo will enlarge if you click it.)

Driving and driving. Out of Alabama, through Georgia with a quick stop in Atlanta. I was pretty tired by the time I got to my sister’s place in South Carolina. Strangely it feels like home in some way. I've relaxed. It also feels as if I've come to a new intent to be more grown up. I am so tired of myself acting victimized and blaming the government, the humans, the weather, et al. I'm going to try hard to just accept and do what I can to help.