Farm fresh eggs
I love this birdhouse
Corn in Hico
I call this Rusty Flower
I love this little house in Puryear, Tn. My favorite is the yellow door.
I love going home. There's just nothing like it. Even the word "home" evokes thoughts and memories of a time spent playing outside from daylight 'til dark.
I remember one summer, when my sister and I were about 4 and 6, we decided to dig to China. We got mom's silver spoons and commenced to digging in the back yard. We didn't get very far.
One of my favorite memories was spent under Grandmother and Granddaddy's Catalpa tree eating watermelon.