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.

Sunday, December 30, 2007

From Beneath the Carolina Moon



May all the Irish blessings come true for you in the coming year, except for the one of being in heaven a half hour before the devil knows you're dead.

2008 promises to be one of the most unique years ever, especially here, beneath the Carolina moon!

Until then,

Dread
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i beati said...

I love it to you and yours a myriad of blessings !!!in 2008 !!!

7:30 AM, December 31, 2007

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