Quote of the Day     “I perhaps owe having become a painter to flowers.”     –Claude Monet

I never heard of Callaway Gardens until about a week ago, though I’ve quickly learned that a lot of people are quite familiar with the place, especially the over sixty crowd. In case you’re like I was, Callaway Gardens, near Pine Mountain, Georgia, is, well, a place with gardens. Big gardens. Acres and acres of gardens. All kinds too–flower gardens, vegetable gardens and different types of flower gardens. There’s also a beautiful golf course that reminded me of how Augusta National looks on television, a lodge, a lake, some restaurants and some cabins. 

Believe it or not, a place focusing on horticulture and golf can be pretty fun and interesting. TB likes to see flowers and colorful flora in general, and there was color aplenty. It was also my luck that it was butterfly season and they were everywhere. 

No, Callaway Gardens is not on my list of ideal places to go, but for my purposes, I know I’ll be going back and looking forward to the trip. It’s halfway between Ridgeland and Charleston, South Carolina, home of my beautiful nieces. The weather this time of year was fantastic and if we’d had a few more days it would have been an awesome place to ride bikes and do a bit of fishing. Mainly, it’s a place where you can escape the maddening world and relax. The fact that its so close to home and affordable is a huge bonus. I can’t wait to see the azaleas come this spring or next, not to mention those crazy nieces.

Here are a few snapshots.