Clara's Corner: 2015

Monday, July 27, 2015

This is from my little garden. I had a total of two tomato plants. They are so yummy!

Thursday, April 09, 2015

Hello again blogging world. I've been as busy as a one eyed cat watching 49 rat holes! :-) I just finished crocheting this fabulous afghan, Peppermint Throw. It is interlocking crochet. Such a treat to finish. Hope everyone is enjoying the beautiful weather as I am here in TN. today.

Sunday, March 01, 2015

Just checking In.....

Hello to the blogging world! I have been away for so long. It all seems new to me now to even post a photo. Did Facebook take over? I'm afraid so. But I was wondering if I had any friends left in the blogging world. If you would happen to see this....leave a comment. The photo is a swinging bridge in Bluff City, TN. (my home town)

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!