The last few days I have been digging my bare feet in the sand and smelling whiffs of old tobacco barns. I have been covered in cat hair and dog hair and loving every minute of it. I have been eating field peas with snaps and drinking Mountain Dews. I have been hearing chickens, donkeys, tractors, and the hum window ac units mixed with Grandma's big band 1930s music. I have been to a place where time is a lot s..l..o..w..e..r. And let me tell you- it feels so good to slow down. There's truly no way of explaining where I have been, so I'll just have to show you.
This is where my mama's from and this is where a lot of the parts of my siblings and I come from. I see glimpses of us from time to time whether it may be in the swimming hole, in the barn, on the other end of a fishing line, or inside a giant magnolia tree. Now, I even see it in these little faces...
Yep, this is where I have been.