Clara's Corner: BACK HOME FROM THE OUTER BANKS

Wednesday, June 06, 2012

BACK HOME FROM THE OUTER BANKS

We are home and all is well. We didn't get to stay as long as we wanted, but it was fine. Everybody had a good time. Ryan and Lucas went home yesterday. I took them and spent the night and came back today. The weather at the beach was perfect, but the day after we left there, it rained six inches. When I get "caught up" a little, I will post some more pictures. Hope everyone is have a splendid week.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...: Welcome home! Looking forward to seeing the pictures.
Paulette; 8:54 PM
Margie's Musings said...: I'm glad you're home. I've missed you!; 9:45 PM

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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!