Songs of the South~

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It is COOOOOOLLLLLLD here today. I mean freeze your noogies off cold.  Witches boobies in a brass bra cold.  And that ain’t anything us Southern gals are used to.  We are Deep South. Arkansas, magnolia blossom , sweet-tea sippin’ , front -porch sittin’ , hound dog scratchin’ , bare foot walkin’, DEEP SOUTH.  Our winter generally consists of the thirties , and forties. The last two days it has been it has been in the TEENS.  We just ain’t built for this! I mean , we are the kind of people who put away our winter clothes in March. We pretty much don’t DO frost, ice, snow or any other forms of water close to or below the freezing point . I suppose that’s why Southern hospitality is so warm, because we’re just used to BEING warm. We keep our windows open in the summer to let in the air , the smells of the things we love , like grass being cut in our neighbor’s yard, the clematis vines that are hanging over the fence, the wisteria thick with bees , so heavy with perfume , who needs Febreze? Porches are open, like the windows. I’ve never thought about it,  but I guess that’s why our personalities are open too.   Our songs  ,our food, even our handshakes all have soul.  We live mostly outdoors, so we become like our environments. I realize we are lucky that way. Warmth , beauty, and personality.  I suppose I’ll trade all those things for a few cold days a year.  So ya’ll come see us , ya’ hear?  😉

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