Elegantly nestled atop' bluffs on high, rests the historic town of Natchez, underneath a Southern Sky. It awaits you with its open arms, and woos you with its "Southern Charms". That's ......

Natchez, My Home Town

In the seventeen hundreds, the sixteenth year, the French settled in Natchez, a town I hold dear. It's still rumored that their ghosts reappear, to help celebrate the Christmas Season, year after year, in.......

Natchez, My Home Town

Although our streets aren't covered with snow, nor our hills full of sleighs I want you to know, that our trees are filled with lights that glow, and strung with tons of mistletoe, in.......

Natchez, My Home Town

Lovers stroll along the river, on a moonlit night, as the "Mighty Mississippi" reflects its light. Tinselled garland swaying in the breeze, carollers singing 'round Christmas Trees, oh what precious mem-o-ries, in.....

Natchez, My Home Town

Horse drawn carriages and antebellum mansions, take them back to years ago. Pretending as tho' they're Scarlet and Rhett, standing beneath the mistletoe, while in........

Natchez, My Home Town

Smoke from the chimney, an antique canopy bed, a mantle drapped in garland, satin swags colored in red. Church bells tolling, festive lights, oh what a memorable Christmas night, in.........

Natchez, My Home Town

The morning sun is shining bright, through rainbow panes it casts its light. Sizzling bacon, biscuits and grits, makes them realize what they might-a-missed. Had they not visited......

Natchez, My Home Town

The time is nigh to say goodbye, and with their many satchels in hand, they reel in their minds from back in time, knowing they'll return some day, to.......

Natchez, My Home Town

Back to a town where they can reenact the memories they hold dear. May the echoes of Natchez haunt them, until they return again next year! To celebrate Christmas in.......

Natchez, My Home Town

Yau'll come now!

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