This is me.
(Finally) resolved to take in the Southern summer. It only took me four summers.
Alright humidity, bugs, and electric-frizz-hair. Let's go....
To the lake that you can't swim in or hike around or run around..... but you CAN row a boat on!
To the state farmers market to buy a bushel of peaches, a slice of chocolate pie (how did I not know this existed) and personal sized watermelon!
Drink an iced coffee before 8 am because that's the only time you can go outside!
To a small town called Saxapahaw (the second 'a' is silent) where there is free music and a farmers market, a lovely river flowing by and three American flags on massive bamboo (?) poles!
And finally, the southern summers just got that much better thanks to a random old guy at the farmers market who took me aside to tell me a great joke...
What has 18 legs and catches flies?