Mr. and I recently visited
St. Simon's Island, GA.
It's lovely there.
You must cross over this bridge.
We saw this old, craggy live oak tree.
It's so romantic.
In fact, it's called "Lover's Oak".
The Native Americans supposedly met there
for romantic rendezvous.
The road splits around the tree.
See this old cemetery?
Soldiers from the North and South are buried there.
I have never seen
Confederate flags on graves before.
I would LOVE to enjoy lemonade on this porch.
I wish my porch oozed this kind of hospitality and grace.
My house doesn't even have a porch.
And my neighborhood association would
NEVER allow such a lovely iron fence.
Suburbia is sucking the charm out of America.