Just this weekend, I had three of those ahhh this is perfect and I wouldn't want to be anywhere else moments.
Laying out in my backyard on Friday afternoon. I know that isn't MS Delta specific, but being 10,000 miles from anywhere in the quiet of my own house with baby corn sprouting all around us made me so appreciative of my home.
Sitting on the back porch with a solo cup of wine. The utter perfection of this one was fighting off the mosquitoes long enough to listen to a little music and hear the bugs start to chirp. Perfect evening weather and no street lights or honking horns in the background.
Lounging on the dock on Sunday afternoon. One of our friends has an absolutely stunning lake house, with a dock/patio that sits out over the water. Looking out over the lake with family, friends and a frozen drink in hand, I was so grateful to be from the Delta.
It is beautiful.. whether it is spring, summer, fall or winter. I take it for granted so so often. I can quickly see the real world coming my way, and I have recently started realizing that the Delta is "where I grew up" and it will always be home but it may not be where "I am moving back to" anytime soon. And I'm just not sure how I feel about that anymore.
Mississippi, you have my heart. And always will.