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, February 13, 2010

St. Valentine's Day Retrospection

Thankfully, life is now different. Vastly different. Wonderfully different. Blissfully different!
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Trespassers


At the beginning of yesterday's snow storm, I caught these trespassers tramping through.
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