MISS CLARA!!!! Oh my, being up that high is my secret hiney-cringing, knee-vibrating unfavorite thing to do. But, hey, when it's got to be done...
You remind me of those adventurous ladies who put the younger women to shame with their joy for living life full-on no matter what is set before them. Bravo!
Holy Cow, Clara. You got no business on top of the house. Can't you purchase one of those extended hose gutter cleaners? Al tho I use to do things like that.
November comes
and November goes,
With the last red berries
and the first white snows.
With night comes early,
and dawn comes late,
and ice in the bucket
and frost by the gate.
The fires burn
and the kettles sing,
and earth sinks to rest
antil next spring.
Clyde Watson
November's sky is chill and drear. November's leaf is red and sear. Sir Walter Scott
THANKS
T...hanks for time to be together, turkey, talk and tangy weather. H...for harvest stored away, home and health and holidays. A..for autumn's frosty art and abundance in the heart. N..for neighbors and NOVEMBER, nice things, new things to remember. K..for kitchen, kettles' croon, kith and kin expected soon. S..for sizzles, sights and sounds and something special that about. That spells THANKS for joy in living and a jolly good Thanksgiving. Aileen Fisher
~~Autumn~~
"The scarlet of maples can shake me like a cry of bugles going by, and my lonely spirit thrills to see the frosty asters like smoke upon the hills." William Bliss Carman
Fall Leaves
ME....
Now Lisa can sing "That Silver Haired Mother of Mine"
Clara's Corner
Welcome To My World!!!! I'm glad you are here. Enjoy your visit, stay as long as you like. If it is after dark when you arrive, I will leave the lights on for you.
About Me
Clara....in TN
I'm still the same me...just a different face page. This year Bill and I will celebrate our 53rd wedding anniversary. I'm still finding joy in my journey and try to live life to the fullest. There is something beautiful in every day!
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!
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MISS CLARA!!!! Oh my, being up that high is my secret hiney-cringing, knee-vibrating unfavorite thing to do. But, hey, when it's got to be done...
You remind me of those adventurous ladies who put the younger women to shame with their joy for living life full-on no matter what is set before them. Bravo!
I saw this on facebook and nearly had a nose bleed just looking at you. You never cease to amaze me.
You're a brave one, Clara! Be careful up there!
Holy Cow, Clara. You got no business on top of the house. Can't you purchase one of those extended hose gutter cleaners?
Al tho I use to do things like that.
Oh My Goodness Clara.... I would never get on our roof. You are much braver than I am.... Mercy Me!!! Be Careful..
Hugs,
Betsy
You are one mighty brave lady!!! My son in law has been cleaning mine.
Lord take care of you.
Did you do things like this when you were a child too?
come on Clara. You are scaring the beegeebees out of me.
You are a brave woman Clara!! I don't do heights well at all!! Obviously you do!!
Hey, You go, girl!
You are a braver gal than I am, Gunga Din!
Kudos to you!
I'm glad you could do that and live to tell about it.
Love,
Ruby
I forgot to tell you I love your new header.
Wow! You are amazing.
I believe I would have traded places with the photographer. Carolyn
Hello Clara
You're a better woman than me - I can say with all honesty. I can't see me on our roof in the near future.
Take care
Cathy
Up on the housetop, click, click, click
Down through the chimney with old Saint Nick
Just stopped back by! Hope you made it off the roof okay Clara!!
Have a wonderful Thanksgiving!!
Oh, Clara!! Where is your anchoring rope????
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