I love the comfort I have found in living in and visiting the South. The warm (or bone-penetrating cold) humid air, the overdose of Oak, Walnut, Kudzu, wild-rose, the southern hug this brings to me, from the moment I step onto this fertile abundant ground. The South says, "There's a mystery around the bend, through the break in the trees; come, discover."
The South will always have a piece of my heart.
And yet -
I love the raw and open fields of my South - Southeastern Idaho. The brilliant skies, the toiled to be fertile fields, the sagebrush, the scrub oak, the Lodge-pole pines, the constant breeze/wind of soil or snow. This Idaho says, "I have nothing to hide, what you see is what you get."
I am my Idaho landscape.
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