tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68480306420353360902024-10-24T20:06:13.484-04:00Thoughts about the SouthMissMagnoliaMullberryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08331884672985534182noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6848030642035336090.post-50474988569174880802011-11-29T08:52:00.000-05:002011-11-29T08:52:24.954-05:00I need a place to live that is peaceful.  I need a new home.  Somewhere my daughter isn't scared and my son loves to visit.  Please God, I need a new home.MissMagnoliaMullberryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08331884672985534182noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6848030642035336090.post-35596171524193935602011-11-20T06:53:00.000-05:002011-11-20T06:53:48.466-05:00What makes us different?  Southerners versus all others, I mean.  Why do we like it slow?  Like lazy Sundays after church and grits with re-eye gravy with our cat head biscuits?  I think it's because from birth we breath air full of heady scents of magnolia, gardenia, and sweet grass.  We breath Old Bay seasoning on our seafood and hot tar boiling in the noonday sun.  The air that we consume fills us with delight and makes us stop when we see Spanish Moss hanging from oaks and dolphins trying to touch the sky.  Years of breathing beauty and wonder in makes one slow it down and taste life.MissMagnoliaMullberryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08331884672985534182noreply@blogger.com0