Tales of a British expat, transplanted into the lush Tennessee countryside.
Lovely thought in those words, Jo. Have a great day! :-)
What a beautiful porch you have to sit on too. I've just read "Who We Are" in your last post. I love it, and your pictures are so pretty. Way back when we were stationed at Sewart AFB, we were close to Murfreesboro. I loved Tennessee..
A "battered spirit".... that's what I've got and your poem is a perfect description of it. Love, Andrea xoxo
Jo, I love the nice big porch. I have not been sitting out on ours, but I sure have enjoyed our pretty days this past week. The blue skies with puffy white clouds and flowers doing so well. Blessings, xoxo, Susie
What a beautiful porch you have. I can see why sitting out here would bring peace to one's soul. That's why I love my little porch so. You have a wonderful day, hugs, Edna B.
Jo- That porch is gorgeous! I really miss having a porch. I would love to sit there for a spell with you. Thanks for popping by my blog and I loved the sentiment about your gramma's pearls. xo Diana
What a lovely porch. I miss the days growing up when I had a porch on a hot summer day. So many good hours spent there.
I do like the saying. It is the time of the summer when we need to find cool places to sit and stare. Watching the clouds pass by is soothing.
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