Clara's Corner: AFTER THE STORM......

Saturday, June 09, 2007

AFTER THE STORM......

We had a hard storm last evening.... After the storm was over, it looked real strange outside. It seemed everything had an orange glow. The sunset was all over the sky. I had never seen anything like it before....we had a good rain and everything looks refreshed this morning....PTL!!!!

6 comments:

Rachel said...: Wow, that does look strange!; 11:17 AM
dot said...: I agree! We had a much needed rain also.; 11:21 AM
Mountain Mama said...: We've had storms that left a strange glow in the sky just like that. It sure makes me feel odd.
It is beautiful but really weird at the same time.
Thats a nice picture.; 12:03 AM
Moobear said...: So glad you got the rain Clara and that is an eery picture, but sometimes it does sorta that way around here. Hope the rain helped the gardens. Hope you and Bill are doing well. Have a good evening my friend!; 4:53 PM
Marci said...: What a beautiful picture although sort of eerie.; 11:33 PM
Anonymous said...: Wow, that is a beautiful sky. The wonders to see!; 5:48 AM

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!