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.

Monday, August 21, 2006

A Lapse of Humility



The animal with it's arse getting kicked into the air is a smart alecky fox. I don't think I need to identify what seems to have distracted the fox.

Heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh.

Oh dear that is somewhat of a lapse of humility on my part erh? Oh well, it happens; even here, beneath the Carolina moon.

Dread
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