Spring at Arcadia Farm

Here are a few photographs from yesterday, when I went down to Arcadia to finish up the final paint job in the first bedroom we are renovating.  A spring cool front had come through the night before along with some passing showers, washing away the dust and pollen and leaving the air crisp and clear.  The azaleas, which for most of the year are fairly unassuming shrubs, have burst into color, like torches of purple and red flame staked into the ground.  I walked around for a good half hour, breathing in the clean air and marveling at the loveliness of the place.  The photos only give a glimpse of the gardens’ beauty: