Tonight, beneath a waxing crescent, the frigid air swirls, hardening the ever callous desert in which I live. But I? I retreat deeper into downy pillows and feathery blankets, buttoned up tight in lambs wool and fleece, sipping chamomile tea, and dreaming of …
… Home, and all her warm, soft, lazy ways.*
“In the South, perhaps more than any other region, we go back to our home in dreams and memories, hoping it remains what it was on a lazy, still summer’s day twenty years ago.”
-Willie Morris
“In the South, the breeze blows softer … neighbors are friendlier, nosier, and more talkative. (By contrast with the Yankee, the Southerner never uses one word when ten or twenty will do)…This is a different place. Our way of thinking is different, as are our ways of seeing, laughing, singing, eating, meeting and parting. Our walk is different, as the old song goes, our talk and our names. Nothing about us is quite the same as in the country to the north and west. What we carry in our memories is different too, and that may explain everything else.”
-Charles Kuralt, Southerners: Portrait of a People
-Charles Kuralt, Southerners: Portrait of a People
“Even if they’ve moved away, most people who grew up in the South still consider themselves Southern.”
-Lillian Hellman
“The Palmetto State (South Carolina), is renowned as being a perfect, exclusively southern area filled with smiling faces, beautiful places, and the sweetest and most charming girls in the country.”
-The New York Times
-The New York Times
*video courtesy of Lorilee Q. Maurer (a.k.a Mama)
This is how I feel about Hawaii … my mission “home.”
I was the one who never wanted to move back to the south… yet here I am. Loving every minute of it. I just long for a pool in the midst of the hot and humid summers.