The Journey into a Southern Weekend

You wake up to a frosty 45 degree morning, you push the brew button on the coffeemaker, feed the cat, shower and put on warm clothes that you know will be shed for lighter clothes by noon. Ahh man, that coffee sure is smelling good.  You pour a cup and walk out to the deck that overlooks an unkept wooded backyard.  The unkept backyard doesn't bother the raccoons, squirrels and deer, it provides them with cover as they search for their breakfast. A sense of peace comes over you, you know that life can be good, and you thank the Creator for creating a spot of ground that provides you with happiness.

You walk to the carport making a mental note of all the "stuff" that you have gathered for the yard sale.  The Saturday bargain hunters will be showing up soon, eager to offer you half of what you have priced your "stuff" for.  Let the haggling begin.  As the day progresses, new friends are met, old friends are hugged, your "stuff" is being bagged, paid for, and the money box is getting full!!  Noon time is coming and the bargain hunters are trickling into the carport. Time to put on those lighter clothes for sure.  At least half of your "stuff" has found a new home, time to pack up what is left for the next Saturday yard sale.  There are 2 reasons for shutting down, the Georgia Bulldogs are going in at half-time ( and they are winning), and you feel a nap coming on.

The power nap puts you back in the groove, the SEC has rocked on this beautiful Saturday, the bar-b-que chicken plate at Bar H was delicious, and you finish this Southern Saturday, flipping between SEC football and the Charlotte Nascar race!  Life is good in the South!

Tomorrow will be Sunday, a day of rest, a day to reflect on the week ending, and a day to spend time thanking God for all your blessings.  Until next time and remember "detours are just new journeys"