Clara's Corner: Monday At The Yarn Shop!!!!!

Monday, March 12, 2012

Monday At The Yarn Shop!!!!!

We have a group of ladies that spend their Mondays at the yarn shop. I am one of them. We take whatever we are working on and work our little fingers off and always have to have lunch there. Most of the time we order our food but ever so often someone will bring something homemade. I make brownies more than anything. (Like I need brownies) Bur we have a good time. The little blue outfit is what I worked on today. I am finishing a hat the matches the outfit. It belongs to my sister when I get it done. She has a "reborn baby" doll that looks so real. Well, that's what is going on in my neck of the woods. I'm trying to stay active with my blog.....Hope I don't bore anyone.....my mind doesn't always know what to write about! See you again soon!

2 comments:

Margie's Musings said...: I enjoy reading your blog, Clara.

You are so talented!; 6:15 PM
marlu said...: I love seeing all your needle work. I used to crochet and then I tried quilting and was "hooked."; 8:37 PM

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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!