Breath our scents, walk our landscape, hear our melodic dialects, delight in our savory morsels, touch each rich texture, and the southern essence remains a mystery. The ethereal south, unfathomable to the five senses, lives in the heart. If you believe in magic, and can survive the devastating passions of an open heart, just possibly, you stand a chance of living a moment as a southerner. Most people aren't brave enough to be southerners, even the ones that are.

Tuesday, August 15, 2006

A Tuesday Thought




"The best and most beautiful things in this world cannot be seen or even heard, but must be felt with the heart." Helen Keller

Just a borrowed thought to share today is all I have, to offer. Sometimes that's just the way it is, here beneath the Carolina moon.

Dread
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