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.

Saturday, September 16, 2006

"O wad some Power the giftie gie us To see oursels as ithers see us!"
From: To a Louse, by Robert Burns (as quoted daily here to the right->)

To a REAL louse! My boss as ithers see'im!

And, that's how I see it, beneath the Carolina moon.

Dread

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