Each time we make the drive to Florida, I find myself in awe of the settlers who came before the roads. And, each time, Jason remarks about the changes in the trees as we pass through the states: from full, leafy specimens in the Midwest to their lanky, long-limbed southern cousins whose bare trunks seem to stretch to the roof lines before their leaves catch up, until we graduate to the palms, magnolias, and fruit trees blossoming in the Florida sun. So, before we move on to other things tomorrow, one last glimpse back at some vacation photos and the trees that made us stop and take in their leaves (or their limes).
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