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There is nothing more beautiful than the Carolina's in March. All of these pictures were taken from our yard with the exception of the bottom left corner. That is from our first adventure in the Great Smokey Mountains. Often times I would lie awake at night anticipating what bloom and blossom I would wake up to see the next morning. This was the month Grace came down with the "disease she caught from a chicken" and the beginning of many days spent outside!

Oh Spring! I will miss you this year!