Yes-it's pretty dang hot outside, and I've got the air conditioner cranked down low. But I still love summer in the south...
Kids play outside-even when it's a 100 degrees.
Watching birds in the back yard is a sporting event.
Growing and weeding and watering-it's a way of life.
Home grown tomato sandwiches-manna from heaven.
Gossiping with neighbors in the yard-the original social networking site.
Sunday service followed by a church potluck-filled with the spirit!
Growing up Southern is a privilege, really. It's more than where you're born, it's an idea and state of mind that seems imparted at birth. It's more than loving fried chicken, sweet tea, football, and country music. It's being hospitable, devoted to front porches, magnolias, moon pies and coca-cola... and each other. We don't become Southern - we're born that way. anonymous~
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