Last Sunday, our family headed north to Tennessee for a respite from our hectic routine. Although the flowering trees had exploded with color before we departed Atlanta, the leaves on the trees were just emerging. When we returned home five days later, the trees were in their full glory and the sweet smell of wisteria permeated the air. While photographing along the South Peachtree Creek Trail in Decatur yesterday evening, I came upon wisteria that was beautifully lit by the setting sun. Visually, the scene was arresting but on a deeper level I felt that the portrait before me epitomized the essence of the “South”.