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I never understood Margaret Mitchell’s passion for Georgia until just recently. On my way to my car after work one day, I stopped. There was no sound except the of chirping birds.

All around me was lush foliage, vibrant Azaleas, and majestic trees robed with Spanish Moss.

I’ve lived in Georgia all my life. “Born and raised,” as we say.

I don’t know how I failed to notice the natural beauty of my home state. 20 odd years and I was all but indifferent to my surroundings.

In that exact moment, sometime last week, did I finally realize what I have here.

It’s breath-taking.

And humbling.

Serene.

It’s kinda like paradise.

*Rae

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