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Life at Still Woods

We built our farmhouse, lovingly called "Still Woods", the year prior to Hurricane Katrina.  It is located off the coast of Mississippi, on approximately nine acres.  We planned this home for several years, often driving out to our property envisioning what was to come. Our home is situated on a dead end road and yes, I am afraid that according to a famous comedian, we "must be a redneck"!  Alas, the directions to the house do include, "and when you get off the paved road, follow the gravel driveway..."!  Don't you just love the crunchy sound of tires on a gravel road?!

While we were building our home, I felt the need to give it a name.  Maybe it's a Southern thing! I tried blending family names, to no avail.  I even tried to get family members to come up with something wonderful, maybe even  magical. It is a special place and I felt it needed a special name.  Once you get here, the hectic pace of the world melts away.  As you watch the wind blowing through the trees and listen to the soft, sounds of nature, a peacefulness stills over you.   I began to think of scripture and searched my Bible for inspiration.  One of my favorite verses has always been Psalm 46:10, "Be still and know I am God".  Finally, a name that fit!  As I walk the winding trails and take the path that leads to the creek, I am reminded that this is a place of restfulness and refuge, a place for family and friends, and a place to make memories.  This is my Still Woods...

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  1. I am so excited about your new blogging adventure!!!

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  2. Your farmhouse is beautiful and I love how to came to the name. I do indeed love a gravel road, or in our case a gravel drive!
    From one Southern girl to another (oh, and my Daddy was born in Jackson!)...Welcome to blog-land!

    all my best,
    joan

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    1. Thank you Joan for the comments! It is exciting to be a member of blog-land. From Dallas (by way of Jackson!) to New Hampshire...what a journey. I love reading about your journey and your lovely farmhouse. My father was stationed in Maine when I was younger and I got a kick out of your post about the wreaths! Why take your wreaths down when you hunt Easter eggs in the snow!

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  3. Blessings to you and your lovely blog! I discovered your thoughtful comment on my blog this evening and just had to come visiting. I enjoyed each one of your posts. They are all so uplifting...so honoring to God.
    Thank you for visiting me and becoming my new friend...I, too, have joined your list of friends.
    I hope you have a wonderful week,
    Warmest wishes,
    Carolynn

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