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I went outside for a few minutes tonight. The neighbor's window was open and they were listening to some bluegrass station on the radio, the crickets were chirping, the air was thick and humid but not unbearably so, I could smell the jasmine at the front of our yard and the gardenias from across the street, and there were a few stray lightning bugs left hanging out in the leaves of the massive magnolia that shades the other side of the porch. It reminded me that even in the summer (my least favorite season to understate matters) Georgia can be beautiful and that I really really love this neighborhood.