Change of plans

Flew down to Savannah on Saturday for a week of much-needed R&R on the family farm.

Hey! Oops, I meant hay. Bales in front of my mom's house.

However once my flight landed, I learned my aunt had been admitted to the hospital at Emory. So on Sunday I drove 300 miles to Atlanta and have been here all week. This is the most driving I've done since college.

Atlanta traffic: it's whack.