Every year we would take the long drive back to Virginia to visit relatives during the summer. Though it was always pretty, it didn’t compare to the colors of springtime. With flowers and trees both blooming wilth all the fresh grass, it is an explosion of color. With every turn in the road you experience a new sight of contours and textures. 

The only competition to this might be fall. You think I would have been there during that time, but I haven’t had the opportunity yet. Maybe when I get rich and famous I can take off work and go. A guy can dream can’t he?
 

With flowers and trees both blooming and all the fresh grass, it is an explosion of color. With every turn in the road you experience a new sight of contours and textures. Photo by Tim Stanley Photography.