But when I do, I have company!
This is the view up and to the left of the recliner on the back porch, where I’m writing despite piles of melting snow in every direction. My friend the peacock is making sure I stay on task by occasionally letting loose with a bunch of spring hollering.
“Hollering” is a good ole Southern word. My most recent book, Footer Davis Probably Is Crazy, has a lot of those. Check out Rebecca Van Slyke’s post about favorite Southern expressions over at Emu’s Debuts: