An Unexpected Turn

Driving north from Atlanta, you can feel your shoulders ease downward as swirling mind silt settles gently. During some welcome free time before our Crimson Moon show, Carol meandered a couple of miles north on U.S. 19, spied a woman eating the richest, brightest strawberry ice cream imaginable, and lo! discovered the Dahlonega Vegetable Farm. A view of the mountains, strawberry pickers young and old, and the taste of cold sweet ecstasy.

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