"Yes, the way I feel about being a woman in the South is the way I feel about the oleander that blooms in June: though it's said that the sap, even brushed against one's skin, is toxic, I carelessly break the branches, stick the ravishing flowers into my hair..."-- Rosemary Daniell
What I'm Reading Now...
Savage Beauty, The Life of Edna St. Vincent Millay
2 Things not left unsaid:
It's a dog's life takes on a whole new meaning, doesn't it? What a beauty.
Thanks, Candace. This dog is my best friend these days!
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