it...rained...

 

It Rained...

It rained... and rained...

Maurina and John...

tarped things...

this Morn...

we had strewn...

from

cleaning the shed...

and I helped some friends...

as they were picking up... some things...

Then...

Maurina and I tore into a building... that had blown down...

several winds... ago...

with some very cool...old Primitives.... trapped inside...

It was a mess...

we... were soaked....

covered in Mud... and who...knows... what....

Spiders... were having a Fit....

we were disturbing their Home....

yes...

it was an...ugly... ugly... day....
for all...concerned...

We loaded the Ford... with what couldn't be saved....

from the collapse...

and I threw it...in the dumpster...

{John has a HUGE....dumpster.... as he is Cleaning... his shop...}

It broke my heart... as I was pitching things... into it...

Old...Old... things...

that were beyond.... repair...

sad...

The Good News...

there was, and is... a LOT...of wonderful Old Pieces...

that made it....

Survivors...

that will be on The Fall Harvest Sale...

Love...to ya...

Barb C.
{I just came home... from watching Miss. Scarlett... : )
when I laid down with her....
to put her to... bed...
she said...
"Hug...Gamma"....
So...I held her close to me...
This... above song... somehow...
came straight to my mind...
It's been a Long... time since I have heard it...
Dad...used to whistle it... all the time...
as we rolled...down the Gravel Roads...
in those old... trucks...
He could Whistle... like No Other...
{beautiful... : ) }
I began...softly....singing it...to her...
when I finished...
she rolled over...
looked me...
and SMILED...: )
"More...Gamma..."
She... loved it...
I used to...too... : ) }
I remember... when I was about..her age...
laying in bed...
we lived...out in the Country...
I could hear...The Whippoorwill....
out...in the Timber....
Lord... I don't think... I have heard one... since...
They...Sing such a Wonderful.... Song....
 you never forget it....
: )
"When it's late...in the Evenin'...
I Climb Up The Hill...
and Survey...All My Kingdom...
While Everything's...Still...
Only...Me...and the Sky...
and an Old...Whippoorwill....
 Singin' Songs...
in the Twilight...
On Mockin'bird... Hill...
: )
Tra la la...
tweedlee dee dee..
It Gives me a Thrill...
 to wake...up in the Mornin'... to the Mockin'birds...trill....
Tra la la...
tweedlee dee dee...
There's....
Peace and Goodwill...
You're Welcome as The Flowers...
on...
Mockin'bird...
Hill"...
: )
 {Have...a Beautiful... Sunday...
I will...
This... was such...a Peaceful...Journey...
: )
Yes... tho...
after listening to the above tune... over and over...
it's...nearly... 4 a.m.
{I added the lyrics... long... after the original...post...}
Funny, the time...slipped away...
walking... down...Memory... Lane...
up to...
Mockin'bird... Hill...
: )
Love...to ya... }