Clara's Corner: FLOWERS.......IN MY YARD

Thursday, May 12, 2016

FLOWERS.......IN MY YARD

I can't believe it's been almost a year since I made a post on my blog. At one time, I made a post almost every day. I guess Facebook took over. I still love mt blog and go to it every now and then just for memories. This post today is a few of the flowers in my yard this spring. (If you are on Facebook, you have already seen them) I can't remember a time when I wanted to see spring so badly. I love working in my yard, and I have scars to show for it! Probably no one will ever see this post, but if you do....leave me a comment. I will try to do better!

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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!