We say PEE-can. How do you say it?
I have always loved PEE-can trees, and I remember my Granny and Granddaddy helping me pick pecans up in their yard and crack them. Pecan pies are my favorite. I think that the trees are the most hauntingly beautiful creations, and they are the epitome of Southern to me.
Last week, the kids and I had to go up for Mason’s haircut, so we bought hamburgers and fried chicken and headed to the Thomasville Rose Garden at Cherokee Lake. We used Mason’s “softy” as a blanket and we sat under the pecan trees, surrounded by roses, and enjoyed the beautiful Fall weather in South Georgia.
After we ate, we played on the playground and relaxed. The kids had so much fun, and it was so nice to watch them laugh and be little and innocent. Each time I get homesick now, I go to the Rose Garden, and focus on my blessings. I am lucky to live in such a magnificent, family-friendly area.