Down South: A Southern Legend, Seersucker
“It’s so damn hot I can’t stand it. My fine seersucker suit is all soaking wet.” Texan Don Henley worked that seersucker reference into his song, “The Garden of Allah.” As I write, snowflakes tumble from a sunny sky. That surprising combination of blue and white brings to mind a Southern legend. How nice it’d be to don a seersucker suit of thin, puckered, blue-and-white cotton and sashay out into a dog day afternoon. Fewer people than...
Springtime
It is time to say good-bye to February and turn the page on the calendar-February, short on days but long on events.
My Atlanta Angel
Writing amounts to solitary confinement.
Sunlight for gas tax expenditures
Toward the middle of each March, open-government advocates observe “Sunshine Week.”
Plundering!
I have spent a lot of time lately plundering among my plunder!
My Mother’s Lonely Peach Tree
The old folks planted fruit trees. Pear, apple, cherry, wild plum, and peach trees.