Clara's Corner: Three more pictures made at the house below....

Monday, October 15, 2007

Three more pictures made at the house below....

This bedroom is upstairs.

And the kitchen.....

The bathroom.......

8 comments:

Lib said...: What a Beautiful home.I wouldn't want to leave either:o)
Have a good week.
Blessins',
Lib; 9:14 PM
Marci said...: Oh, I love all her blues and whites and yellows. These are my favorites.; 10:48 PM
dot said...: They did a beautiful job decorating!; 11:12 AM
Rachel said...: Very nice!! Looks so inviting in each room!; 6:58 PM
Scarlet said...: What a gorgeous house. You make me want to redecorate!; 8:25 PM
Jamie Dawn said...: I sure like the photos so far.
I'm going to go on to the next post for some more!; 10:04 PM
OldLady Of The Hills said...: What a Beautiful Restoration! It is always great to see things with history cared for and preserved as well as in current use...! Sweet sweet house!; 12:12 PM
Jamie Dawn said...: I just popped back by to say HOWDY!!!!; 12:23 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!