One of the oldest and greatest Southern pastimes is something called:
Back Porch Sittin'
It's very simple really... All you need is a porch, some tea (preferably served cold in a mason jar), and either something to read or someone to "visit" with. Southern women never talk... they visit. So naturally when I first saw this apartment 3 years ago, I knew it was a perfect fit the moment I saw that it had a plank wood, lattice lined back patio (furniture included). I was in love. It reminded me of "home".
I find that sippin' tea on my back porch after church on a beautiful Sunday like today is about as Mississippi as a Southern girl can get here in NYC. My little piece of peace. We all need one of those in our lives, especially in this city.
Happy Sunday, y'all!
With Grace and Good Humor,