Clara's Corner: A BLUE/GOLD MACAW......

Thursday, May 21, 2009

A BLUE/GOLD MACAW......

Story at bottom of second post.

4 comments:

Betsy Banks Adams said...: Beautiful bird, Clara. I wouldn't ever want one---but I love looking at them.

Hope you have had a great day.
Hugs,
Betsy; 10:56 PM
Peggy said...: Hi Clara, I am delighted to read you have had your last cancer treatment and are well and happy, your goodwill and sunny nature are evident in everything you write and it is always a pleasure and uplifting to visit your blog.
Best wishes and hugs; 5:06 AM
Beth said...: What a beautiful bird, Clara! And what a gift that was. I know Lisa must have been thrilled. That cage is so lovely.; 10:59 AM
Grammy said...: How wonderful for Lisa! I know she must be really thrilled.. I think the comment "she's a goner" is funny, too.
Hugs to you. Thanks for the positive well wishes to me.
LOve,
Ruby; 7:07 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!