I've been struggling with a posting that felt fresh and new. I have yet to post pictures from the beach other than the turtle nests. Those will be coming...oh now do I hear some grumbles? I'll break them into smaller viewing posts. For now I really enjoyed working with the Where I'm From concept. I hope you enjoy and give it a try yourself. Hugs and Loves~Loves~Loves.
~Where I'm From~
I am from sailboats, fish hooks, crab nets and paper dolls, from Luzianne Tea and French Market Coffee with Chickory.
I am from the house with upstairs French doors that open to the slowly rusting, scaling wrought iron balcony. The sound of a train horn blending with Church bells to mark the time of day.
I am from oak trees laden with resurrection fern and Spanish moss, creamy fragrant magnolias secreting tales of lonely young children.
I am from table grace is holding hands and saying Loves~Loves~Loves~ I am from Bet. “Be useful as well as decorative”...I am from Peckie. Tosca and Gilbert and Sullivan…I am from Bill. Flowers and Fauna, I am from Florelle.
I am from kitchen counter chats that start late in the night and run into the dawn. Rowdy table discussions just for the sake of making one think led by the chief baton merde!
From a dueling heritage that shot and killed a Bienvenue and from the founders of Detroit Pewabic Pottery.
I am from Mary Baker Eddy lite and becoming a Catholic Christer. Scripture and God found in nature’s bounty and glory.
I am from New Orleans and Cajuns and Grosse Pointe demoiselles. From beignets and boiled crabs and New England boiled dinners I tried to like but never did.
I am from Paw Paw who made wine in his basement to the dismay of Grams and the Sunday school superintendent. I am from Mac, gentleman farmer crooner of the Whiffenpoof song.
I am from summers on Florida's sugar white beaches, sailing on Bay St Louis and the murky water of Lake Pontchatrain. I am from salt of the earth and strong willed women. I am from magical people with tears well hidden. I am from sisters and a brother as close to me as my hands and feet…in step and out.