I think these pictures are beautiful in themself, but if you could see where I found them you would understand the title of this post. I took Shelby for a quick walk today...over by the railroad. It is turning into more of dumping ground than usual. So you have to look past the junk to see the beauty that is there.The remainder of my day was spent messing around at home, after running out for a couple of items this morn. I got our front porch and the chairs and swing out there all scrubbed down, as well as I planted my wisteria. I fixed chicken stir-fry for supper--supper is the souther word for the evening meal. As soon is it was done, I sat and enjoyed my clean porch for a short while.
You sure found the beauty in the midst of the junk!
ReplyDeleteWhat nice thoughts...a clean porch to enjoy and supper sitting ready.
As usual you have some marvellous words to go with pretty images.
ReplyDeleteWe have many of such places here, it can be quite a tast not including the junk at times.
ReplyDeleteHi, you sure have an Arty way with your photos, love the junk.
ReplyDeleteThanks for visiting my blog and your kind comments.
Great pics Rose, you are very creative, I always enjoy seeing your daily entries!
ReplyDeleteI need to mention your previous entry with the butter churn, as I grew up, our churn was a glass gallon jar with the wooden beaters attached to a crank handle on the screw on top! I wish I had my butter churn from the past! I have looked at them at antique flea markets -- upward from $125.00, but I have the memories anyway! I NEVER LEARNED TO LIKE BUTTERMILK!