|Here in the south we like to handpick the pink cotton candy in the mornings before the heat takes hold. |
Otherwise, it melts in our hands.
Yesterday I read this article and the comments which followed.
I have this friend who talks about a childhood within economic and social hardships very few Americans could understand today. He has a third grade education and is one of the most brilliant people I know. When considering the issue of poverty I'd much rather listen to him than any economist.
Today I am grateful for how romantic this place is.