Thirty years ago I worked a puzzle of azaleas in a forest. The bushes, packed close together, reminded me of confetti tossed on the ground.
I noted the name of the garden where the photo had been taken, and although Georgia seemed unlikely as a site for any future vacation, I kept Callaway Gardens in my "wish" file.
Last week I traded the wish for reality.
The azaleas were in mid-bloom. A few early ones were spent, limp and pale, while others were still budding. But as you can see, these were prime.
They were particularly effective from a distance that hid any ugly fading blossoms. And they reflected magnificently in the water.
I'll never have a lake to recreate the effect so I relished the moment and took lots of photos.
Maybe I'll even create my own puzzle!