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10 Ways to Spend More Time in Nature

You might dislike nature. It’s the home of mud, bugs, and sunburns. It’s also the home of beautiful views, fresh air, and wonderful fragrances. You might dislike nature, but on the other hand, you might love it. Whatever your feelings about nature, you know you should be…

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Southern Superstitions - B. J. Robinson, Author

Southern Superstitions – Review by Martha A. Cheves, Author  of Stir, Laugh, Repeat; Think With Your Taste Buds; A Book and A Dish

Tears filled June’s eyes, as she watched the strawberry  fields become lakes.  They sat on their front porch and looked across what were  once their strawberry fields into an immense span of nothing but water as far as  the eye could see.  Still, Andy refused to leave the farm.  “If the river gets  too high, we have the tractor and the dump truck.  We’ll be able to ride out on  one of them, if it gets to the point where we have to leave. God will spare us.   Our berry crop may have gone under, but we won’t have to leave our farm.  Taking  a loss on the strawberries is heartbreaking, but we can claim the loss.”  June  spoke in a firm voice as though she dared Myrtle to say different as her mother  took a seat in the porch rocker.  Andy leaned back in the swing and placed an  arm around June’s shoulder.  “Ed told me the people loaded onto the National  Guard truck for evacuation endured a hot, cramped, long, tiring ride, as well as  unbearable sights.  They were jam-packed into the back of the truck like  sardines in a tin can. The truck continuously stopped to load other occupants,  making the progress to higher ground slow, to say the least.  Homes and  businesses were flooded with water up to their roofs in some areas.  People  could only hope and pray the homes they left behind would not end up the same  way.”… “I heard about it on the news,” Myrtle interjected.  “A bulletin informed  people about the different locations.  I told you we’d have bad luck from that  black cat.  It was bound to happen sooner or later.”
Andy and June have known each other since they were kids  attending the same school.  June had always had a crush on Andy but never knew  he had one on her too.  They have finally been brought together due to him being  a strawberry inspector/grader and June and her mother Myrtle being strawberry  farmers.  It became a match truly made in Heaven. 
On their way into town to have their strawberries inspected  and graded, a black cat crossed in front of them.  Myrtle, being the  superstitious person she is, declared bad luck wasn’t far behind and she was  right when Andy downgraded her strawberries leaving a bad taste for him in her  mind.  Andy on the other hand, decided he wanted June and the only way to have  her would be with her mother’s consent and blessings.  To receive these he would  have to endear himself to her.  This task actually became fairly simple since  Myrtle had always been disappointed that June wasn’t the son she had always  longed for. 
Growing up in the Georgia, I know how stubborn superstitious  people can be and no matter what you say they will always cling to their  beliefs.  Myrtle was like that.  She was a God fearing, religious woman who  believed that everything happened for a reason known only to God but she also  believed that a lot was pure luck – good or bad.  In Southern Superstitions June  does everything possible to convenience her mother that luck has nothing to do  with life, God does.  Myrtle, on the other hand, blamed the flooding on the  black cat.  She also blamed everything else that happened over the years on that  same black cat.  But when tragedy really struck bringing an unplanned separation  of June and Andy, Myrtle finally understood that only God will listen to our  prayers and supply us with the ‘luck’ we need to survive.
This is such a beautiful story of love, compassion, life,  strength and belief.  It takes a strong person to endure what June went through  and still keep her faith and belief. May we all have the same trust in God that  June had.

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