Addison and I meet some friends at a nearby historical park for a fun day. It was a day of recor breaking cold, but we braved the 44* and went anyway. I just loved the walk along the trail covered in giant oaks canopied together and the long tendrils of spanish moss hanging so daintily about. I didn't grow up in the south, but I love this look in particular! I miss the mountains, and maybe this is why I love the untouched beauty of these oaks.
Saturday, December 6, 2008
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