Clara's Corner: Euclid Avenue in Bristol.....

Wednesday, April 04, 2007

Euclid Avenue in Bristol.....

This is one of our main streets. It is known for it's beautiful pink and white dogwood trees. Yesterday Bill and I took a drive to see the beauty and the wonderment of Spring.

3 comments:

dot said...: Beautiful! Don't you just love those spring drives! I'm not too fond of the pink dogwood but putting them next to the white makes them so much prettier.; 11:08 AM
Marci said...: Oh, Clara, they are beautiful. Thanks for sharing the pictures!!; 2:47 PM
Rachel said...: That is a lovely street!!! Just bee-you-tiful!!! Spring is lovely, but it feels more like winter now. Brrrrr.....; 9:46 PM

WHERE I'M FROM........

I am from hayfield and blackberry patches, gathering eggs and selling them to my Daddy in his store. I am from a house with no bath....but a path. I am from cherry trees where I climbed and ate more than I carried home.....from digging potatoes in the rich earth. I am from skinny dipping and swinging on grape vines, two room school house, sitting on the front porch while my Mother played the guitar.....wringer washers and wash tubs. I am from playing the piano, the accordian and making playhouses in the woods....hide and seek, jumping rope and May I. From: Raleigh's Liniment, Cracker Jacks and Castor Oil.....Revival Meetings and Baptisms in the river....catalogs and feed sack skirts. From: "Pretty is only skin deep" to "Always mind your manners." I am from Methodist, Baptist, Wednesday night prayer meetings and shouting Hallaujah. I am from the Volunteer state of Tennessee with lakes and mountains, race cars, beans, cornbread and red eye gravy. We always called it "God's Country." I am from family get togethers, dinner on the ground, singing with my sisters, a Mother with a heart of gold and a Daddy with a strict hand. A grandfather who always looked to see if I had my fingernails painted and a Grandmother who could squeeze your heart out! Yes, I came from a family of seven siblings and I have told you where I came from. It was wonderful and I wouldn't change a thing if I could. Now let me tell you where I am going...."To Where The Streets Are Paved With Gold." Some days, I can hardly wait!