The farmer's market this weekend is having a watermelon tasting and seed-spitting contest.
I love that! This town is like Sheriff Andy Taylor's home - it keeps its innocence and its joy of life without guile and without fear of looking unsophisticated.
I've lived in fairly close-in suburbs all my life (LA, Columbus OH, Chicago), not quite in the city, but not quite separate either, from the culture of the city. Now, we are 40 miles west of Atlanta, far enough to be self sufficient, but not so far that we can't see a great show at the Fox or pop into town for some fine dining or good shopping.
Tomorrow morning, we can be happily spitting watermelon seeds for fun and prizes. Don't you wish you lived here, too?