There is a quality that comes with being Southern that can only be understood if you live here. What seems strange to the rest of the world carries here a feeling of warm-heartedness and familiarity that I value deep in my soul. There is one place that has always seemed to be the incubator of Southern spirit. Whether it be the start of a song, the concocting of a tale or shelling of a pea, the front porch of the Southern home has always been a sanctuary. Here is my ode to those who have perfected the art of sitting on the porch.