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, November 20, 2011

Y'all

Either "y'all" has both a plural and singular form, or the entire south is schizophrenic.  I prefer to believe the former, but I greatly fear its the latter.  There's, "Y'all get off the porch!", and there's, "Y'all's crazy!".  See, what I mean?

Sunday, October 23, 2011

This shot was taken a few weeks ago from high in the North Carolina Blue Ridge Mountains, somewhere along the Blue Ridge Parkway.  The colors have completely changed now, and last weekend, the Divine Miss N and I took a trek to Tennessee and took loads of pix.  We're sorting through those now and will post a few soon.  By the way, we found that there are now elk once again in the North Carolina mountains.  They were brought in from Colorado and Canada a few years ago and, according to the park ranger we encountered, the wild breeding program has been a success.  There are now North Carolina wild born elk.  These things are as big as a small horse.  As you can see from the pix, we were able to get up close with one of the transplanted mother elk. 


Saturday, October 15, 2011

Southern Humor

Yesterday, an acquaintance sent me this supposed joke:

An illegal alien, a muslim, and a communist, walk into a bar. The bartender says, "What can I get you to drink, Mr. President?"

At first I laughed,but then, I thought about what the odds were that it was true.

Thursday, October 06, 2011

An Icon of Our Generation Passes

I never was a fan of the products.  But I always admired the creativity, innovation, and marketing savvy of the man.  He was a genius shaper of out times and very likely our futures.

Saturday, September 10, 2011

Another Caractère de Notoriété Buys the Farm

March 29, 2011 a local character of some notoriety, Barney Barnwell, passed.  I missed posting anything here at the time. With his passing, passes another piece of an era.  He founded the Moonshiner's Reunion, held every autumn at his Plum Hollow Farm, claimed to be a former moonshiner (I don't know about the "former" part).  He played fiddle in the Plum Hollow Band, and also founded the Plum Hollow Alternative Bluegrass Festival, held on his farm each spring.  Both festivals were huge annual successes.  
Barney reveled in his notoriety and eccentric reputation, because he was mostly an entrepreneur and entertainer/artist.  He could spin a yarn as good as any liar, and since he made a living at it from time to time, I guess you could say he was a professional liar.  He would have liked being called that.  Some of his works are the Plum Hollow Farm which you can visit in New Prospect SC, the band's recordings, various spirit tree carvings, and some of his tall tales.  The Discovery Channel and the History Channel have both filmed Barney at the farm.  
Oh yeah, Barnwell also founded and operated the Overall Recording Studios which had an indy label.  So he wasn't totally the hick he portrayed himself to be.  Much like other southern eccentric characters, he loved playing the role.  Pictured above is Barney and George, his pet possum.  You can find more on Barnwell, his music, tales, art, the festivals and the Plum Hollow Farm here:   http://www.moonshiners.com
You can also read Barney's story about when he first got George here: http://swampland.com/articles/view/title:barney_barnwell_a_possums_tale