I got out early for my third day of Weed Attacking. Embarrassingly, I found this giant specimen, which has survived our awareness long enough to reach almost eight feet tall. Wish our basil had that much robusticity.
After a shower, we hit the road and headed south-southwest…where we could see Alabama from our perch. And spotted a great blue that I swear is on the Georgia side of the Chattahoochee.
On our return leg, we drove atop Pine Mountain…yes, there is a mountain south of Atlanta.