kis·met \ˈkiz-ˌmet, -mət\ - noun; often capitalized
1. fate.
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"We die. That may be the meaning of life. But we do language.
That may be the measure of our lives." - Toni Morrison

"Growing up Southern is a privilege, really. It's more than where you're born; it's an idea and state of mind that seems imparted at birth. It's more than loving fried chicken, sweet tea, football, and country music. It’s being hospitable, devoted to front porches, magnolias, moon pies, coca-cola... and each other. We don't become Southern - we're born that way." - Unknown

20 May 2009

sweet summertime

I am sitting on the bench outside of my apartment listening to thunder
{and I can't help but smile}
thunderstorms make me incredibly happy.
oh yeah, life is good.
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2 comments:

Christy Peake said...

I LOVE storms too - that's why I HAVE to have a front porch!!! I love overcast days too -they smell so good!
Super cool photo!

21 May, 2009
lotusgirl said...

I love T'storms too. Rumble, rumble! Flash, flash!

01 June, 2009

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