Clara's Corner: Christmas Mantle...

Tuesday, December 11, 2007

Christmas Mantle...

Here is my Living Room.....

7 comments:

Marci said...: Everything looks so festive!! I wish the pictures were bigger, so I could see more detail!!; 9:39 PM
Lib said...: Hi Clara,
I love your fireplace so warm nd inviting looing.:o)
Have a Great day.
Blessins', Lib; 12:57 PM
Jamie Dawn said...: Your living room looks warm and inviting.
The fireplace mantle is really lovely.; 7:09 PM
Mountain Mama said...: Your mantle is just brautiful and your living room looks so welcoming. If I was close enough I come in and have tea with you.
I pray you are having a blessed Christmas Season.; 7:15 PM
Rachel said...: Pretty, and I love that afghan that I know you made!!; 12:49 PM
Sharri said...: Everything is lovely Clara!
Even the cat under the table!
You are so creative!

Have a Merry Christmas!; 12:04 AM
Rachel said...: Merry Merry Christmas Clara!!!; 9:50 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!