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?!
I had planned to share my new front door decor, but alas, like many residents of the MS Gulf Coast, all loose outside objects have been secured as we await the arrival of Hurricane Isaac. Instead, I thought I would share with you a set of my favorite dinnerware. I began collecting Memory Lane ironstone many years ago, but my love of the pattern began when I was just a little girl. My Grandma Mercer had one dinner plate. I imagine that she picked it up either in a box of laundry soap or as a reward for shopping at the IGA of Chattahoochee, Florida. I came to love her one plate. My grandmother would make sure that my food was served on that plate no matter what other dinnerware pattern was set on her table! When she passed away, I was blessed to receive her dining room set which included a lovely buffet with glass knobs along with the matching table and chairs. I also received my Memory Lane plate. During my search for more pattern pieces...
I am so excited about your new blogging adventure!!!
ReplyDeleteYour 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!
ReplyDeleteFrom one Southern girl to another (oh, and my Daddy was born in Jackson!)...Welcome to blog-land!
all my best,
joan
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!
DeleteBlessings 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.
ReplyDeleteThank 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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