There's a poem that ends with the line...
We do not become southern, we are born that way.
Being born southern means
you are not accustomed
to snow, sleet and ice,
or
driving in those conditions.
Being born southern means that should it snow,
everything pretty much shuts down,
schools are closed
and
every loaf of bread and gallon of milk
are cleared from the grocery shelves.
Being born southern means
that if the weather guy even hints at snow,
you get giddy and excited,
no matter your age.
Being born southern,
or just being blessed to be in the south
means
that today you were honored to view
one of God's most beautiful handy works.
These are photos from
around my little part
of the South today.
Out of school today,
and tomorrow.
Snuggled inside
with a beautiful fire,
my two guys,
and
4 confused pets.
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| All dressed in his tux and ready to play! |
My Jared,
a professional musician,
was to play for Georgia's new Governor
today during inauguration festivities.
Due to the weather
all events,
but the swearing in,
were canceled for today.
However, they have been rescheduled
for next weekend.
So he still has the honor of playing.
He did get to play at the
Governor's Mansion in Atlanta yesterday,
but they had to head home quickly
to beat the icy weather.
I'm one iced in proud mama!
Everybody be safe and stay warm!
Vicki
scoot over for a visit...
lots of beautiful work!
Oh,
and while you are at it...
visit my crazy friend,
Karen
over at
Karen has been real busy
and went AWOL
from blogging
for a bit.
She really is a friend of mine,
we live in the same town,
and have worked at the same school.
I just happened upon her blog one day...
I had no clue she had a blog...
it's wonderful.
Anyways,
she has posted
about a folk artist
who lives in our neck of the woods.
You might enjoy reading about
Miz Thang.
Have you left yet?!!