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I have this beautiful little book entitled:

(My South–A People, A Place, A World Of Its Own.)
Based on works by Robert ST. John.

I feel like sharing some of my favorite thoughts.

“My South is a state of grace.”

(and so it is indeed)

In my South, getting called by your first and middle name, or your full name is NEVER a good thing!
**I heard my full name a lot, this I know to be true!!
Just look at this innocent face…I’ll leave it there to be pondered.
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From cotton fields to sunflower fields…My South was where your hands and your name were sometimes all you had….we learned to use both of them wisely.

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My South has big families where everyone remembers everyone else’s birthday.

I grew up with 23 aunts and uncles/29 first cousins/2nd and 3rd cousins ?? too many to keep up with! A few years ago we had over 300 at a family reunion from that group…some have passed on in the last 2 years and our reunion was put on hold this year.
Then there are all those new babies in the last 3 years..it’s a good thing!
Oh, I should clarify, these numbers are from our maternal side only…..๐Ÿ˜‚

Sweet dreams~

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MY South is azalea and magnolia trees, and kudzu and daylilies!
Listen to the trees, they know the secrets of the rest!
If you know anything about kudzu, you know it is a blessing and a curse!
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In my South, we know where we come from.
Our ancestors are much more than names.
Every year we gather at the family cemetery plots to pay our respects with beautiful flowers and lots of memories.
Sometimes picnic baskets and sometimes another’s back-yard or kitchen table.
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In my South, you can still find the middle of nowhere!
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My South is more than a place on the map.
In My South, there is a link between family and land, of lives sacrificed in it, because a sense of place is that important.
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The road that took us home for so many years, until one day it didn’t, and sometimes, one really can’t go back. Bittersweet memories…forever….forward~

From our house to the main road, and where we boarded the school bus was 2.8 miles long. A narrow country/dirt road bordered on each side with trees and the railroad tracks on one side…wild roses grew amongst the trees from end to end.
Midway on this route, I and my first cousin had a Fort (built from limbs, boards and other scavenger finds…from time to time we would decide to spend the day in our fort instead of going to school. ( We were 8/9 years old and tomboy to the core.)
That didn’t last long, the teacher ratted us out and the rest is history I just as soon forget!

Some 70 years later, the wild roses are still growing on my grandparents’ home-place.
I’m still partial to wild roses.

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God Bless this land…America!

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Today I felt the need to cook food with seasonal energy.

Grass-fed and finished- beef, seared till golden brown then cooked for 1.5 hours in a 375* oven in a black iron cooker/seasoned with onion, bell pepper, and red wine…the gravy is a mix of those ingredients…no thickening agent such as flour or arrowroot.
Fresh green butter-beans and roasted sweet potato.

High in nutrition and fats are all good.
Wish you were here!๐Ÿ˜‹โค๏ธ
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Christmas As Seen Through The Eyes Of Dickens~

The Christmas Story…according to the Christmas Bible story, Christ came down to earth from heaven to be born at Christmas, because of his love for all humanity.
Christmas Through the Eyes of Dickens~(1812-1870)
( a cry for social justice )
Christmas in Scrooge’s day…in 1843 Christmas was much less commercial. Many people went to church, and many followed the ancient tradition of making merry. however, nothing was allowed for or geared to the working class or poor classes of people
We all know the heart-tugging story of “A Christmas Carol” by- Charles Dickens…what many may not know are some of the historical facts that inspired this classic.
The English Christmas was at a low ebb when Dickens was a youngster.
The growth of the city exploded in the 1800s and became known as “the Fever-Patch.” It was the first big industrial city in the world, and it was dirty, extremely polluted, and unhealthy. the disease spread quickly…there were four cholera epidemics in Dickens’s lifetime. plus regular outbreaks of typhoid, scarlet fever,, and other ills. Two hundred open sewers ran into the Thames River…and more than half of the London population took their water from it for cooking, laundry, bathing, and drinking.
Much of today’s London was built in the 19th Century,
it was full of dark alleys and lanes, the streets were crowded, noisy, and very dirty.
Almost anything was bought and sold, the atmosphere was more akin to a modern third-world city than modern London. Many of the vendors were children-there were no child labor laws such as we have today. Many worked as young as 5-sweeping the streets.
The growth of the city exploded in the 1800’s and became know as “the Fever-Patch.” It was the first big industrial city in the world, and it was dirty, extremely polluted and unhealthy. disease spread quickly…there were four cholera epidemics in Dickens’s lifetime. plus regular outbreaks of typhoid, scarlet fever,, and other ills. Two hundred open sewers ran into the Thames River…and more than half of the London population took their water from it for cooking, laundry, bathing, and drinking.
“A Christmas Carol” was written in 1843, as was the first printed Christmas cards. However, in 1843 many very old traditions were still being celebrated. Some dated from ancient pagan midwinter festivals-which was celebrated long before the first Christmas. The latter part of the 1840s began to see signs of new customs and ways that brought London out of the disgusting conditions it had become famous for.
After the success of ” A Christmas Carol,” Dickens wrote a Christmas story each year for the next several years, including The Chimes,(1844) and The cricket On The Hearth (1845)-none were as popular as A Christmas Carol. It added a new word to the English language (“a Scrooge” is a miser…very few stories have done that.
Today’s Christmas is commercial in a way Dickens could not have dreamed of…but in part and thanks to him, we still feel that Christmas should be a time for family warmth, wholesome fun, kindness to others and especially children…his vision lives on~ RIP Charles Dickens.
Merry Christmas~Tis the Season~to read a great classic!
The Sage Hill Farms Family~

cooking

Cooking is a therapy for me…and Lord knows therapy is embraced right now…

Baked pasta with my version of red sauce… Gloria D’ElisoMount, you would be proud!
Fruit Cobbler (peaches/blueberries)

Comfort food of the finest…I did not over-indulge, I did however enjoy!!

To family…..Wish you were here.

MAGA–Trump–as American as Apple and Blueberry Cobbler!

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Christmas, New Year’s…come and gone, the anticipation, festive plays and replays, excess on many levels, ribbons, bows, pretty paper, treats to die for and because of!! Well, hopefully not…
The house and grounds look and feel so ……bare…I’m actually a fan of bare, except at Christmas time.
So, after it all is lovingly packed away for another year, what am I left with?
Laundry!!!! Things to reflect on…that could last forever! Gingersnaps and one gift I forgot to deliver…ouch!

Now, back to the laundry……so much red.

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Old Glory is forever…Red White and Blue~

Donald J. Trump–forever–Our President!

New Year

January 1, 2021
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Happy birthday Kathy Stevens/our first niece, long career in nursing,

mother of one, grandmother of 2… Love you Kathy.

Rose Bowl game at 3…Alabama v Notre Dame,

2nd Quarter…21-7 Alabama! (played in Texas!)

Friends coming for coffee and pie-Apple, just like mother made!

Manifesting a Happy, Healthy, and Great New Year!
Make it count!!
Paying close attention to the little things I may have taken for granted over the years. Something special about this year?
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Yesterday was brutally cold, I needed and wanted outside time…dressed warmly and headed for the park.

We have a beautiful, well-designed park, a well laid out walking path, great rest stops/benches/a covered pavilion with tables and benches/beautiful fish pond with a one-of-a-kind cross-over bridge.
Perhaps because it was too cold for many…not one other person was in sight. Two people sitting in a car, which always peaks my radar๐Ÿคจ
I love the winter, however, if spring is an invitation to draw folks outside…I’m manifesting spring!!
PS: I stayed on the opposite side of the car with lurkers…not being rude but why go to a park and sit in the car?
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I had a real “Light Bulb” moment today and I want to share it with you.

Anyone who loves their freedom and knows how close we are to losing it is stressed, some more than others and that is for a plethora of reasons. It’s all real and all normal.
I’m not suggesting do this or that to get rid of the stress-I am suggesting do something really physical every day, exert yourself to the point of …I can’t do anymore!
The stress will still be a truth, but for certain, the body and mind will be lighter and calmer, you’ll be tired at the end of the day and sleep will be better.
No excuses…just do it!!
Consider, if…we must face 4 years of a non-president we will need to be healthy and determined to stand strong and be demanding.
Yesterday, I had appointments in the city.
I came home and washed my Jeep, it was cold and it’s a big vehicle. I was exhausted when I finally came inside. I slept for 8.5 hours.

Today I put on my Muck boots and dug a large hole in the back field, tomorrow I will find a tree for the hole!!
It is time to plant perennials, trees, shrubs, etc.๐Ÿ˜‚

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Eat well, drink a lot of water, move, move, move…connect with nature, have verbal exchange every day about the blessings in our life…..and read good books, stay informed of life around us.

Doesn’t mean we block out the negative, in fact, it is just for the opposite effect…fuels the mind and body to face the demands of whatever is thrown our way.

Stay strong, claim your faith constantly, speak kindly…and carry a big stick!!
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