Well it has down south at least, and I drank it in this weekend at Sea Island. It seems every time I visit the island my mind quickly becomes brainwashed with preppy pink and green and all I want to do is place big giant bows on the head of every little girls' adorable side parted blonde bob.
Oh, and in case you were wondering where all the gorgeous spring flowers are...they ran away to Sea Island, GA, which is what I want to do.
Reason #4485 why I want to run away to Sea Island: gorgeous marsh sunsets.
Now, back to reality.
P.S. This is my 200th post!!!!