I was born in Maryland and spent my first thirty years living there, first in the Appalachian Mountains, then on the Eastern Shore, and later in suburban Washington. After a year in South Carolina, I moved to Georgia in 1977. I soon met another park ranger who worked in Florida. She was a wonderful woman who became my best friend. then my wife, and soon the mother of our three children. I spent over eleven years working in the historic city of Savannah, Georgia, and on the moss-draped sea islands nearby before moving to Atlanta.. In 2007, I retired from the National Park Service and a career dedicated to preserving and interpreting resources and themes in the cultural and natural history of the United States. It was a most rewarding experience. Today, I enjoy living in the rolling hills and woods of the Appalachian Piedmont east of Atlanta.
Most of us were probably happy to see Spring arrive this morning around 7:00 o'clock. It's cold and cloudy in Atlanta and it really feels like just another day in Winter. But who among us expects seasonal doors to close and open abruptly. Most times, the changes are comfortably gradual. There are thousands of songs written about the promise of this new season. Some of the best deal not with the fullness of the season, but with the anomalies and the worlds turned upside down when snowfall covers the tulips.
In 2009, Barbra Streisand covered one of these songs written by the late poet and lyricist, Fran Landesman in 1955. Spring Can Really Hang You Up The Most - music by Tommy Wolf - really captures the winters we all have experienced in our spring times.
Great singer. Too bad she's such a mindless leftist. Reminds me of Spring with snow showers.
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