I live in a small Alabama town… actually, I live NEAR a small Alabama town. I live in an area with a name & a post office, but we are not a town or a city. I don’t think we are. We don’t have a mayor or a town hall — but we have a post office.
Anyway, I digress.
I love small town life. I grew up in the city and small town life fascinates me. After over 15 years living next to a small town, it still makes me smile when we close down the main road through town — a US Highway for the Christmas parade — and I do mean SHUT IT DOWN. If you happen on this parade, there’s no getting around it, just stop and enjoy.
I smile when the majority of the people I see downtown I know by name — and usually know something of their family.
I smile when a horn honks and it’s a friend waving furiously, holding her thumb & pinkie finger to her face in the universal ‘call me’ sign.
I want to share my smiles with the bloggy world. I’m starting a new feature — we could call a ‘weekly’ feature, but let’s not get all crazy and legalistic. My PLAN is to post weekly, but you know how those PLANS can go.
So we’ll start slow and hopefully it will be weekly, but no pressure (I crack under the pressure).
I want to share life in small town. The little things like:
- the small town hair salon
- what ‘where are you from?’ really means
- high school sports
- understanding the term ‘your people’
- going to a ‘sanging’ (and yep, I spelled that right)
- County fairs
- Covered dish dinners
And I could just go on and on and on, but I won’t. Aren’t you glad?
I’ll just leave you with this…. a picture of one of the bridges just outside of town. Not a bad looking place, is it?