Song of the South

I love being from the South.  I feel sorry for people who, by virtue of birth, don't share this clear geographical advantage.  I feel sorrier for the people who feel sorry for me for thinking it's something special to have been born in the...

Oh what a tangled…

This morning I was entangled by silvery threads beaded in dew. Spun and woven and snowflake-unique, patterned and random and each a gossamer masterpiece. Delicate garland adorning iron tree, beauty softening hardened beast. Life-sustaining for one, life-taking for...

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