If I could close my eyes and taste a southern summer, from the blazing hot sun beating on the sandy soil to the steamy, dew dripped mornings, to the late afternoon thunderstorms in August, the flavor for all of those things would be muscadine. Unlike their far distant Yankee cousins, muscadines are a thick skinned read more

What if you could live in a place where it was ok to slow down a little…. and scary thought… even have time to be bored? read more