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'Til needle, thread and fabric meet.
~Author Unknown

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Monday, April 18, 2016

Oh, give me the country! where grass is green;
      Where the roses bloom with satiny sheen;
      Where the modest violet lifts up its head,
      As on it the warmth of the sun is shed:
Give me the country! where all is serene;
      Where the air is pure and fragrant and clean,
      And noise of the city is far away;
      Where gaiety thrives through each night and day.
God made the country, so lovely and fair!,
      Its wide open spaces for all to share;
      Where joy and contentment each one may find
      If he, earnestly, seeks for peace of mind.
Gertrude Tooley Buckingham, "Give Me The Country!" (1940s)

9 comments:

mamasmercantile said...

The aprons hanging on the line are a real delight, a feast for the eyes and a beautiful poem too.

letslearnembroidery said...

Country life is hard but it's heaven on earth.

FlowerLady Lorraine said...

Beautiful!

Carol- Beads and Birds said...

40 years ago I lived in the country. I went outside at night to enjoy the wonderful sky and hear the crickets and frogs on a summer night. They built subdivisions near by. Then another. Then on the land behind the houses across the street. Then came Walmart 1 mile away and the small quiet connecting high way at the end of our road became a busy road. My silent night changed to diesel engines, motorcycles, booming exhaust systems and radios drowning out Nature's Song. I can barely see the stars in a light lit sky. Moving farther out in our older age and difficulty in travel is not an option. Time marches on.
xx, Carol

Tammy@T's Daily Treasures said...

Yes, indeed! Give me the country. Have a wonderful week.

lil red hen said...

Such a wonderful poem! And the aprons! oh how special they are! Thanks for sharing.
I feel for Carol; time does march on but the beat isn't always pleasant is it.

Miss Cindy said...

Ahhh, the days of laundry hanging on the line, breeze blowing. I couldn't wait to go to bed on the sheets from the line! I have a apron pattern from the 1940's and made one. I use it every year when I can my veggies. Times change, days go by. Change. Darn.

Karen said...

I love the look of those aprons hanging in the sunshine, so pretty!

Marie C said...

Just lovely, Kathleen!