Spring walk-about

Welcome Spring! Today, on this first day of Spring, many of my blog buddies are getting outside and snapping snaps of their 'hoods and things. So, of course, I have to join in on the fun. It's kind of like a meme that was never planned out, but turned out to be fun.

Here are some snaps I took while walking around my neighborhood of Inman Park in Atlanta.

Enjoy...

Turtles sunning themselves at the pond. By the way, as luck turns out, this pix is the perfect size for saving it as your desktop picture.

An old water fountain dated back to who knows when. The actual fountain part looks art deco, and art deco is one of my favorite styles. Tamara de Lempicka, where art though? I don't know if it works, but it's leaking water. Part of me wanted to steal it and put it in my living room. I think it would make a great conversation piece.

Every time I go on walk-about in Inman Park with a camera, I usually photograph these stairs. I don't know what it is about them; they just intrigue me.

Part of Inman Park's charm is that it has these Victorian homes that are still kept up and decorated with bright colors today. And who wouldn't want to live in a purple house. I mean, come on.

You KNOW it's Spring if these little suckers are blooming. They can grow anywhere.

This was my photo find of the day - a tree branch that looks like an open hand. Beautiful.

The sign on this building says 'Trolley Barn'. Maybe trolleys ran along this wide road back in the day. I just think it's incredible to see a building like this in modern times still looking fresh and alive as it was back then. Maybe they parked/repaired trolleys here. I'm not sure.

These things don't work. I think these crosswalk buttons are a giant government conspiracy to make us feel better and make us think we can actually control the traffic. As if!

Another Inman Park bungalow.

And another colorful home...this one day-glo yellow. Is that a rainbow flag I see? Inman Park MUST be gay-friendly, otherwise this neighborhood wouldn't look so dang adorable.

This is the trunk of a Crape Myrtle - Atlanta's unofficial tree. They're everywhere and the trunks look like a masterful piece of sculpture. Way to go, Mother Nature!

When I was a kid, each Spring I used to pick these flower stalks for my mom on the way home from school. By the way, today is her birthday.

A passionately pink tree down the street from my house.

I wish my flower bed looked like this.

Well, that was my first day of Spring walk-about. Hope you enjoyed it.