Daffodils: First Sign of Spring

Daffodils: First Sign of Spring, a set on Flickr.

While less than a month away, March 20th seems only visible in the distant view of a collapsing telescope in the grimy hands of a pirate. But nothing shouts, "Spring is almost here!!!" like daffodils blooming.

Given our recent winter weather and ice storm - they are such an uplifting sight to see!

Some years back on a neighboring dirt road not too far from our own, I discovered daffodils left behind from a family farm long forgotten. The old home place no longer remains - but the annual blooming of the faithful daffodils appear year after year as if to remind us of Spring's annual return and for us to always keep hope that life cycles around to all things beautiful.

No matter how many times I make my way back to this secret spot, it never fails to surprise me. Dirt road riding is well worth the breath-taking view of thousands and thousands of daffodils.

Thanksgiving Thanks

It's hard to believe that I just flipped the calendar June-ago and now it's Thanksgiving day. How did that happen?

No matter what - so much to be thankful for!

Happy Thanksgiving!

Whiskey, patiently waiting for me to leave the kitchen!

Whiskey!

....hoping he's not spotted!

My personal assistant volunteering to be taste-tester!

Wishing safe travels and many blessings this Thanksgiving holiday and always!

hkj

October Cotton Fields

There is nothing quite like walking knee deep through a magnificent cotton field.....this year's crop is almost shoulder high in some places (shoulder high for me anyway).  This is a field full of tee shirts and then some.

Photo: Harriette Keen Jacobs. South of the Gnat Line.  Copyright © 2013

Words can not adequately explain the majesty of the silence while standing in the midst of acres and acres of cotton awaiting its harvest. These fields that surround me here along the Dirt Road have decades and perhaps a century or more's history of cotton that has been grown - much picked and harvested by hand in the years behind us.  To recognize and reflect upon the human hands that have hand-turned the soil here is a must; it is also a must that we never forget.

Walking through October's Cotton Fields. South of the Gnat Line. Copyright © 2013

HKJ

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What is South of the Gnat Line?

• It's a Geographic State of Mind ~

• It's where all my Friends and Neighbors Meet Me at the Fence ~

• It's Black-eyed Peas on New Year's Day ~

• It's a Dirt Road Path leading to Wonder ~

• It's where "sweet" is the only Tea ~

• It's where all Directions lead South ~

• It's the Greater Rural Outback of Georgia's own Down Under ~

• It's where Muggy is a Season ~

• It's where Nike has "Just Do it", and the South has "Brang it!"

• It's where Dandelion Wishes come from Butterfly Kisses ~

• It's Fireworks and Watermelon on the 4th of July ~

• It's all about the Change of Seasons ~

• It's Coon Huntin' on a Friday Night ~

• It's where being Southern is a Southern Tradition ~

• It's where inside every Southern Gal is a Diva named Scarlett ~

• It's Real Life in the Real South!

HKJ

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