The true Southern Classic.. here in this lovely Southern charmer in Franklin, Tennessee. As we vitited the little town of Franklin. I must say there is MUCH to see, and do in this town, and I was just smitten by all the Southern Charm of this place. We visited City Farmhouse there in Franklin, an amazing shop with the some of the BEST pickers in the South. And it shows through out their store. I fell in love with Kim and David and their store. I will be back, again and again.. To many wonderful buys, and cool things. Once you go there, you too will be SOLD, and will want to return as much as you can. While Mr Shabby and I looked around the town of Franklin, before meeting up at City Farmhouse Friday morning. We headed to the place I spotted the afternoon before the historical district, my kinda place. I got out and begin to walk along the sidewalks in such awww over these beautiful Old homes. I saw two ladies standing on the porch of this CHARMER, I walked up, introduced myself, and asked if I might could take a few shots of the home. WoW, Ms. Nell Bacon the owner of the home was such a charming gracious lady, even in such a trying time for her, and her family, as she told me the brief story of what was going on within her family, she still so graciously allowed to me do so.. People, might I say that we never know just how blessed we are until we hear others trials. But, I feel certain that all will work out wonderfully for her family, and I left there and told her I would keep them in my prayers.. Thank you Ms. Bacon, who might never read this post, but, feel the POWER of much prayer going up, and out to her, and her family.. ~Debbie~
The “BACON HOME” Franklin, Tennessee ~ as we visited “CITY FARMHOUSE”
June 30, 2012 by 5 Comments
Buttermilk Peach Pie~
June 25, 2012 by 16 Comments
Ingredients
- 1 Can (29 oz) Yellow Cling Peaches in Heavy Syrup, drained
- 2 heaping tablespoons all purpose flour
- 1 Cup Sugar
- 3 Eggs
- 1/3 Cup Buttermilk
- 1/2 Cup Butter or Margarine, Melted
- 1 teaspoon Vanilla
- 1 deep dish pie shell, unbaked
- 1/2 teaspoon cinnamon
Instructions
- Place peaches in bottom of pie shell.
- In mixing bowl combine all other ingredients and mix with whisk until well combined.
- Pour over peaches.
- Place pie on baking sheet and bake at 350 for forty minutes, or until the middle doesn’t jiggle when moved.
ENJOY
Debbie
Be sure to Stop and smell the Roses~
June 22, 2012 by 9 Comments
Is it as we get older that we see the beauty in the simple things? Are their those born that see it from day one? I don’t recall at 20, or even 30,seeing the utter beauty in something as simple as a rose. Yes, I thought they were pretty even then, but today I see such beauty in them, and so many things I’d missed before.
Today as I was cutting some of my roses, for the inside of my home ~ I started looking around, at all the beauty God has created. I’m seeing it more and more in my life, and my walks in nature. I never knew that it could calm the spirit so, until the passed few years of my life.
I quickly thought wow, looked at what I have missed all those years ~ I had been focused on my career ~ my family ~. Yes, I went to Church, I loved the Lord even then, but, where was I all that time I thought to myself.
Still wondering why it had taken me all these years ~ to see things in this way, personal choice perhaps, or just to busy, and simply letting all that beauty just pass me by.. My Mother had always seen the beauty in the little, and simplest things. She was so amazing, and happy with whatever came her way.
It was then that I thought, I’d missed out on many of the blessing God had for me, by looking beyond them. You have heard the phrase : Can’t see the Forest for the trees” well, that was me
And it was right in front of me all this time. I just didn’t see it. I hope that if you are reading this, you open your eyes, really open them. There is so much beauty to take in each day. God didn’t just put us here for trials and sadness, work, the ballpark, but, to enjoy his gifts he gives us each and everyday we are here on earth.
I recall my parents telling me that life goes by all to soon, and as I look back on it, it sure did. I am thankful that I see my blessing each day I awake now, and I count them one by one. Many of us focus on way to many things that just really are almost meaningless.
We worry about things we can’t do anything about , we carry the burdens of others, we can never fix, I think for year that was my downfall, as I wanted to fix the world, and of course my family, kids, spouse, anytime they had a problem to arise.
And in trying to do so, and not letting them battle theirs with God, and me not giving it to God, I missed a lot of things.
God has opened my eyes, my heart, and my life, to new and beautiful things, things that had been here all my life, but I was to busy to see. Don’t waste anytime looking beyond the beauty before you. Take time to REALLY stop, and smell the roses..
Silence can really be Golden
June 19, 2012 by 11 Comments
ARTICLE WRITTEN BY JANET BAKER FROM INDIANA, written in her local new column each week..
The red flag says Bring it On! Then we must decide whether to join in or not. Picture the matador standing in the arena. He twists and turns the red flag. He is antagonizing, irritating, and doing everything he knows how, to get the bull to come at him. Sometimes the bull just turns and walks away, leaving the matador with no where to go but to his own corner. Let’s face it, in life we have matadors.
They throw little digs. They say “Oh I was just joking with you”. They leave us with little comments that make us wonder, did they really mean that? They taunt us, try are patience and yes, they ruffle our feathers…if we allow them. There lies the big IF…If we allow them. We can get so caught up in the offense and defense of the matador that we don’t realize the greatest power we have is simply, silence and then walking away. Oh the sweetness of silence. It takes two to argue. Some people seem to wear a vest of barb wire. They just have to have the last word. They seem to enjoy trying to intimidate and manipulate with their one liner barbs. They know what they are doing. They knock on your door asking if you will keep them company. You must decide whether to allow them into your day and to make you miserable.
Is it easy just to keep your thoughts and opinions to yourself? Speaking as one who struggles to keep her mouth shut…no. But with experience and age…comes wisdom. With wisdom comes knowledge of when to speak and when not to speak. Silence doesn’t mean that you are allowing them to be right. Silence means that you are not allowing them to have power over you. How many nights do we lie awake thinking of what we are going to say to someone when the best answer is…nothing.
Silence really is golden. Silence and a smile. Leave them wondering what you are really thinking. We hardly ever have to regret what we did NOT say. With a shut mouth comes peace. You can’t put a price tag on peace. Perhaps that is why they say that silence is golden. They say that the right words are powerful but I believe so is silence…at the right time. Perhaps we do say so much when we say nothing at all. And when we do speak? Well look out for the bull especially if the bull is a heifer, wearing heels, pointed heels, because…she will get her point across. Thank you Janet, lovely as usual.
