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, March 15, 2009

Flip Flop Weather



No fashionistas, I am not talking about that blasphemy of footwear when I say flip flop weather! I'm actually talking about weather that flip flops, like a politician. I took the above picture in a neighbor's yard with the crackberry phone about three weeks ago. Then the below picture was taken exactly a week later, which was two weeks ago.


Then, a week ago it was sunny and 83 degrees Farenheiht. Today, a week later, it's 43 and raining. It's true; if you don't like our weather, just wait 15 minutes. If you really, really, don't like it, give it week.

Posted by Dread, who is wondering what kind of alergies only show up in rainy weather.

4 comments:

i beati said...

both lovely lovey scenes. I miss those Spring flowers. How have you been??Just thrilled with the stimulus pkg I bet. Sorry I did not mean to cause a blood pressure rise..sk

Beneath the Carolina Moon said...

HAH HAH! Yes, the stimulus package stimulated my blood pressure!

Dread

Jennifer said...

Glad to see you posting again!!! Give Miss N our best! I need to start posting as well, but just so much to do to prepare for Baby D. A little over 30 days to go!

Beneath the Carolina Moon said...

Wow that soon!