I have returned to my house in New Jersey, possibly the most unglamorous state in the Union. It has none of the cachet of “Savannah.”
But one good thing: spring has not yet sprung here, and New Jersey, the Garden State, is truly grand in the spring. Homeowners have planted flowering trees and bushes since forever, and they’ve done well in the moderate climate. I’m back in New Jersey in time to watch the entire show, from crocuses and forsythia on.