Here's what I like about the South.
Sweet tea. Oh yeah.
College sports. The colors you wear here say much more than the casual observer would realize. My dental hygienist keeps trying to give me a Carolina Blue toothbrush. Are you kidding?
Waving at strangers. I wave at people I have never seen before as I ride down the road. Sometimes they wave back.
Conversations in the checkout line. Weather is always a good starting point. People matter, even strangers, and small talk lets people know that they matter.
The sounds of summer nights. I was at Hanging Rock last night and the sound of the bugs--or frogs or whatever they are--was pleasantly deafening.
Seasons of the year. Okay, in the deep South they don't get much winter. But here in NC, we get four discernable seasons, all glorious in their own way. I like it hot in the summer and cold in the winter. I don't like it when the thermometer skips spring or fall.
Respect for others. We don't treat people unkindly as a general rule. We may bless their hearts, but we don't speak rudely.
The food. I miss grits when I'm in other parts. Why would anyone not like grits, especially a Southerner? Bless their hearts.
