What makes land sweet?

Thoughts for the change of seasons

There’s a reason that mimosa tree is down there. I’ll get to it in a minute, but first … a story.

Lee Moss is kind of a prophet in the chronicle of my Old Edgefield District kin. He was my mom’s first cousin, and his house was an easy halfway point from our home in Charleston to mom’s in Ninety Six, so I grew up seeing him