The fence my dad built. Every member of my family is an artist somehow. My dad welded for years and years. He can bend and build just about anything with metal. My momma makes beautiful church banners. Her medium is fabric.
And finally my home. The place that will always mean the world to me. It was here that I had my first kiss, where my Honey got on one knee and proposed...where I spent nights dreaming about my future and reliving my school days.
I used to spend countless hours on this porch singing and playing with my dolls. Always alone. My brothers were a lot older than me, so I learned to entertain myself well. We didn't have heat upstairs so on winter mornings I would wake with frosty snowy window sills and visible breath. It's those memories that shape me. It's so good to revisit that place...remember those days. I simply love coming home.
Have a blessed day.
*****It was so fun reading through all the things that made you HAPPY. What a great idea that was...ha;) I was constantly checking my Blackberry updating the comments. I hope you had a chance to read some of them too. Is there anything better than a grateful heart!******
Now for the winners...