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AtlantaJuly, 2004It's amazing how much you can miss Green. Whenever we visited New England while living in Lubbock we soaked up the Green that surrounded us (if in the Winter, we soaked up lots of COLD). We've been in Atlanta for three months now and are just getting used to the trees surrounding us. Don't get me wrong, West Texas can be pretty when things are blooming during the wet month. But it only lasts a month or so, then things start to bake to a nice golden brown. Then it all dries up and blows around with the omnipresent wind. There's nothing quite so interestingas coming home from a day outside, standing in the shower, watching the water run grey into the drain. You pick up the most amazing patina of gunk just by being alive in Lubbock. Atlanta avoids those problems. It's breezy, not windy. It's hot, not DAMN hot. It rains here, and it has hills, trees, grass, the occasional Kudzu jungle, and open bodies of water. This is all good. (The dust problem isn't quite alleviated. When I first arrived the pollen count was at 1,200 particles per cubic meter, wow) As I keep telling people who ask, we like it here because if we want it, we can find it. Whatever "it" is. Things we are enjoying while living here:
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