Southern Living

Last Day at the beach, and I'm beached out. Water logged, brown as a bear, and thrashed by the winds. A perfect ending.
All this week I have been walking by myself in the mornings, finding sharks teeth and shells, and rare gems of sea glass. Looking at the morning sky, and wishing, my Ward, was walking with me. He didn't like the beach, but he was a born "looker" and I could have convinced him rather easily, that we would find treasures everywhere. So it was just me, and my treasures.
One treasure that I found, was in a Southern Living magazine, you know I will always find time to read. It's the September issue called, The Soul of the South. Wonderful articles about secrets to being southern.I savored all the articles, but one, Got Me!!! It was written by Bronwen Dickey, Bring Back Old-Fashioned Storytelling. Real stories from regular people. Stories about first loves, and bad jobs, big dreams and close calls, everybody has a story. She said that stories keep us open and alive.She tells several stories, that "unspool" in front of you, to quote her!!! Her use of adjectives had my heart skipping beats, talking about seeing a road that had dry corduroy fields of newly planted cotton. Delicious words and stories, and people. Southern Living, not just good recipes, food for thought. Another found treasure at the beach.
Like I said, a perfect ending.