As contradictory as it may seem, there is nothing as relaxing—and simultaneously stimulating—as roadtripping through eastern Texas and western Louisiana in the springtime! I took a little jaunt over that way during the Easter holiday and encountered breath-taking beauty on every side. Vibrant ribbons of rich reds, purples, and yellows unrolled along the roadway for mile after mile; brilliant bursts of pink, white, and green sprang from the fields, meadows, and lawns as I passed. Everything was clean and fresh and new. Who would believe that there could be so many varying shades of green?? Absolutely gorgeous!
Note: The title of this post was “borrowed” from a poem written in the 1940s or 50s which was gleefully quoted by my Dad each spring. To learn more about this little ditty… http://www.ask.com/question/poem-spring-has-sprung-the-grass-has-riz