It is a risk, I know, to reveal I am not a devotee of the South’s beloved Azalea.
May I tell you why? I find the plant to be rather homely, all in all, 364 days of the year.
Still I must admit on its one glory day–when the shrub bursts forth with color, and every bloom is perfection–the mighty Azalea puts on a show like no other.
Today is that day!
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