Monday, July 10, 2017

Blackberries

On the back of our farm we have wild blackberries growing.  Strawberries in May, peaches in June, blackberries in July.



When I was a child, picking blackberries was something we did to provide extra income for our family.  My mom was a single parent of nine children and each time on the way out the door we would hear our mom reminding us to "carry a pole, wear rubber boots, and take a dog."   "And don't eat more then you pick"!  So, down the long gravel driveway, six or seven of us kids with one gallon buckets, to the fence row where the blackberry bushes grew wild.



We knew what mom meant to do with each item we took.   The pole was to shake the blackberry bushes free of unwanted snakes.  Blackberry bushes, and grape arbors are favorite places where snakes like to hide.

The pole was great to bring the branch toward you, so you could reach the berries that were hard to reach.  Of course, the boots were to protect yourself from snake bites.   A dog was great to keep a snake from crawling out towards you if it came out from under the bush.  

We knew of a neighbor man who was picking blackberries one summer day and he had got bit by a copperhead snake. Luckily, he was okay.  I guess he didn't have a mom to remind him to take a pole!

 The next morning, mom would let the older children set a table up out in the front to sell the berries.   It was a very hot job and the part I disliked the most was when thorns would cut your hands and attach to your clothes. There was no such thing as thorn-less berries.  That would have been nice!

Did you ever pick berries as a child?
I would love to hear from you.


Saturday, July 1, 2017

The reveal


BEFORE:


AFTER


I had just recently took the photo's over the couch of our girls.
I ordered the canvasses from Canvas on Demand.
I found the pillows at T.J.MAXX and Target, a few months ago.   

I am still planning to add white shiplap behind the couch.


The living room is still a work in progress, with a few more touches here and there.
The wall straight across from the couch, I want to add an real fire place one day.


Thank you for touring my living room.

Have a wonderful kind of day.
Smile at your family, and show them how much you love them .
Teresa

Tuesday, June 20, 2017

A Slower Pace



Nothing says a slow life like a front porch 
or even a back porch.
Porches are a great place to slip away  and to read with a nice glass of tea.
It is a great place to unwind and live life at the speed of a rocking chair.
It is a great place to begin your day in prayer and reading.

The front porch is just another room to us. We find ourselves out there often, 
especially on rainy days.  We love listening to the rain on the tin roof.  
The kids like to jump rope or play jacks on the porch.   
If you have a porch, visit it more often, and you will feel your life slowing down.



  

Living simple is just a matter of slowing down, saying no to a busy life, 
while finding time to stay home.

What are someways you live life at a slower pace?