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Saturday, July 8, 2017

Date Days

Hi Y'all,

Friday's are our Date Day.  We spend the whole day together, whether doing a projects around the house, going out to Estate sales, shopping, or taking a day trip.  Due to the rain yesterday, we stayed close to home and just went out occasionally.  We visited an Estate sale and had lunch at one of our favorite steak house.  I have no photos to share of yesterday's Date Day, so I will show you a few more of my patriotic pics.


This is a patriotic quilt my mother made several years ago and since I think every room needs a touch or whimsy, I placed a moose on my bed.  What could be more whimsical than a moose in a patriotic sweater?  Every time I look hat him I smile and that's the point of adding whimsy to a room.  I put something that makes me smile in every room.  Life is to short not to be happy.


I am very blessed to live in the foothills of the Great Smoky Mountains and there is always something to do just a short driving distance away.  I thought I would share some of our Red Clay State Park photos with you from a few years ago when one of our grand daughters was spending a week with us.  You will see a paper cut out of a boy in the pictures.  Hayley's cousin, Jamison, another of our grandchildren, was doing the Flat Stanley project at school, so we took the paper boy with us everywhere we went that week and mailed it back to Jamison. Each summer one of our seven grandchildren gets to spend a week with us.  In addition to filling the week with fun filled activities, we always spend some time teaching them about the history of the area.  A wise man once said, "If we forget the past, we are doomed to repeat it". 


The Trail or Tears began here for then Eastern band of Cherokees.



Hayley with Flat Jamison.


Teaching our grandchildren about the mistreatment of the Cherokee people and the Trail of Tears.


Taking time to cool off in the spring water coming from the Blue Hole.




Papaw, Flat Jamison, and Hayley on the porch of one of the Cherokee cabins.


The interior of one of the cabins.


Another cabin and out buildings showing how the cherokee in the area lived at that time.


 Until next time, "May your imagination sore and your thoughts be fancyfree", Frankie 

Thursday, July 6, 2017

Rainy Days, Quilting, and Squash Casserole

Today is one of those all day, rainy, summer days and since I have plans to work on my quilt today, the weather suits me just fine.  If you had planes to go to the lake or beach today, I'm sorry, but it has been a productive day for me.

This morning, I put some green beans fresh from our garden in the crockpot.  They smell wonderful and will be great with the squash casserole I'm making for dinner tonight.  I put the casserole together this morning and placed in it the fridge, all I have to do is sprinkle the crackers on top and  pop it in the oven for about 30-35 minutes.  The squash is also from our garden, along with home-grown tomatoes.  With all the rain we are getting this year, our garden is doing well.  All that will be left to do for dinner tonight is the mashed potatoes.  I've posted my casserole recipe, it's yummy! Give it a try, and let me know what you think.

Frankie's Squash Casserole

2-lb. yellow squash                                   1 egg
1 med. onion, chopped                              2 cups cheese, divided
1/2 each red & green bell peppers     1/2 cup Sour cream
2 TBS. butter                                             1 can Cream of Chicken Soup
1 cup Ritz cracker crumbs                         1/2 cup butter, melted
Salt & Pepper to taste 

Cut all veggies, cover with water and boil until the squash is tender, drain well.  Add the 2 TBS of butter, 1 cup of cheese, the sour cream and the soup, salt & pepper, and the egg, mix well.  Pour into a 9 X 13 inch dish.  Next, I sprinkle the crushed crackers and remaining cheese over the top.  Then I drizzle the melted butter over the top and bake it at 350 degrees for 30 minutes.  When the top is golden brown, it's done.


Always remember, good food is cooked with butter and love.

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Quilt Squares

I'm taking an "Underground Railroad" Quilt class and really enjoying it, not only is it and quilting class, it's also a history class.  We are learning about the underground railroad and the meaning of each block and the message it sent to the run away slaves.  I chose Civil War reproduction fabrics for my quilt, so far I've got five of them finished.  Only ten more to go and then I start piecing it together. We are using the book, "Underground Railroad", by Eleanor Burns.


The first block is called Underground Railroad (also known as Jacob's Ladder).


The second block is Monkey Wrench.


Wagon Wheel is the name of the 3rd block.


This block is Carpenter's Wheel.


The 5th block is Bear's Paw.



Well, this is about all I have to post today.  Until tomorrow, "Let your imagination sore and your thoughts be fancyfree", Frankie



Wednesday, July 5, 2017

Retirement & 4th of July Decorations

Hi Y'all,

I mistakenly believed that I'd be "footloose and fancyfree" when I retired.  I thought I'd have time to do absolutely nothing, wrong!  I think I'm busier now than before I closed my shop, but that's OK, I'm having the time of my life.  My husband and I been able to travel and in between trips, I still find time to  paint, stamp, quilt, cook/bake, and decorate my home.  This month we are living in a Patriotic Palace since a man's home is his castle.  Our home is not fancy by any means, but we're very happy here and my dear hubby tolerates my love of decorating. A few of my Independance Day decorations are posted below.






Tomorrow I plan to work on my Underground Railroad quilt, I'll post some photos of the blocks I've completed.  Until then, "May your imagination sore and your thoughts be fancyfree".  Frankie

Thursday, May 10, 2012

Sleep, My Child, Sleep

The last few weeks have been very exhausting for our family. My 90 year old mother-in-law has been terminally ill and went home to be with Jesus last Sunday night. My husband, his brother and I were the only family she had left, in our area, to be with her as she was dying. We were blessed to have our daughter come in to help care for her granny during the last week of her life. Ginger left her 3 young kids at home, in the care of their dad, and came in to be with her granny and love on her during her final days. Our son was able to take a day off from work and drove down to visit with Hazel also before she died. My husband and I are privileged to have two loving and caring children.


We had the grave side service yesterday and were blessed by the out pouring of love from our family and friends. We were surprised at how many of our church friends took off from work and made the 30 mile trip to come to the funeral home during the day for a mid-week service. With our kids and grandkids staying at our house we had a total of 12 people staying under our roof and our Sunday school class provided so much food we still have lots of food left for several meals. I don’t know what people do in times like these who do not have church friends to help. We would like to thank each of you for your thoughtfulness.

My husband and I are worn out and will be recuperating for a few days, especially me since I have fibromyalgia. But we can rest well knowing that Hazel is with Jesus and we will see her again. Hazel like to try to write poetry; I can’t say her poems were always good, but they did rhyme. A few days before she died I wrote the following poem for her and it was read at her service. She was a sweet lady, lots of fun and a great mother-in-law. Rest in peace Hazel, we love you.



Sleep My Child, Sleep

By Frankie Conar



“Sleep my child, sleep.” She holds the tiny precious hand,

Kisses the babe’s soft cheek, and wipes away his tear.

“You’re safe in my arms; now dream of castles in the sand.

Don’t cry my little one, there’s not a thing to fear.”

The days go rushing by and the future becomes the past

Her memories grow dim and bright eyes fade at last.



“Sleep mother, sleep.” He holds the time worn hand,

Kisses her wrinkled cheek and wipes away a tear.

“You’re safe in the arms that carry you to a better land.

You will be once again with those you hold so dear.

It won’t be long; I’ll join you soon on heavens shore

I will hold you close and kiss your cheek once more.”



“Awake my child, awake.” He takes her by the hand.

He kisses the now smooth cheek and wipes away her tear

“You’re safe in my arms. Welcome to the Promised Land.

I’ve prepared this place for you; you’ll be so happy here.

Your work on earth is through, but your life has just begun

I’ve brought you home to live with Me, God’s only begotten Son.”

Sunday, May 15, 2011

The Weaver

Hi Y'all,
I can't believe I've been away so long.  I guess going back to school took up most of my time. One thing I learned at collage is that I can write poetry.  Several of my poems were published this year in, "Frontage Road", an accredited collage publication.  I would like to share a poem I've written with you call The Weaver.

The Weaver
by Frankie Moses Conar

The hands of the weaver
Make changes ever so subtle
Meshing the strands together
Using a loom and a shuttle. 

He creates the fabric;
He chooses every strand
To form a unique design
The cloth doesn't lend a hand.

He patiently guides each string
And selects the colors too.
He is the master of his craft;
he knows just what to do.

Imagine if the fiber rebelled
Causing chaos, worry and stress.
Instead of a thing of beauty
There would only be a mess.

Then why do we fight
And go against our makers hand?
Our lives would be more beautiful
If we followed our Master's plan.

Write each day with God's love,
Frankie

Wednesday, September 1, 2010

How We Should Live pt.3

How We Should Live
Pt. 3

     Have you ever done something that has hurt someone you love? Have you ever spoken harshly in anger and as soon as the words were out of your mouth, you wish you could take them back? We’ve all been guilty of hurting someone in this manner.


     Ephesians 4:30 reminds us to live our lives in such a way that we will not grieve the Holy Spirit. 30-" And do not bring sorrow to God’s Holy Spirit by the way you live. Remember, he has identified you as his own,[b] guaranteeing that you will be saved on the day of redemption."  Have you ever thought about how your speech or actions hurt God? To be truthful I had never given it much thought in relation to my day to day living.

     There have been times in my life when I’ve really messed up big time. I’ve since repented and ask God’s forgiveness of my sins. Not only has he forgiven them, but he has forgotten them. I use the general phrase, ”forgive me of my sins” in my prayers each day but I’ve rarely given those sins much thought. The phrase was just a blanket to cover things I never really repented of or thought about. Not only did those sins grieve the Holy Spirit, but I’m sure my lackadaisical attitude hurt him even more.

     Verse 30 tells us to live our lives in such a way the world will know we are a Christian. Being human we are still going to sin from time to time, but we should be so in tune with God that the sin we’ve committed should prick our heart. Right then and there, at the time we commit the sin, we should repent and ask for forgiveness of the sin. If you’re like me, there are so many ‘little things’ we do to grieve the Spirit each day we don’t even notice them.

     A harsh answer, letting our thoughts dwell on something we should not be thinking about, gossiping or telling a little white lie are just a few of the ways we bring sorrow to the Holy Spirit. I think this article was written just for me because this morning I was trying to figure how to deal with a situation that has recently come up in my life. The plan I came up with was not one God would be proud of, while writing this piece my conscious was pricked and I had to stop and ask forgiveness. I also asked for strength to live my live in such a way there would be no doubt that I’m a child of God.

     We are told to get rid of all bitterness, rage, anger, and all types of evil behavior. We should live our day to day lives in a way that is pleasing to him. 31-" Get rid of all bitterness, rage, anger, harsh words, and slander, as well as all types of evil behavior. 32- Instead, be kind to each other, tenderhearted, forgiving one another, just as God through Christ has forgiven you".

     We’re to forgive others just as God has forgiven us. Wow, that’s a powerful statement. God has forgiven me of so much, it would take a book to list all those many grievances. He expects me to forgive others who have hurt me and be kind and compassionate toward everyone. That’s a pretty tall order, to love the unlovable and forgive those who have hurt us. But if we are truly his child, we should reflect his image so that the world can see Jesus in us.

     Dear sweet forgiving Father,  Please help me to reflect you in all I do and say.  Forgive me for all the sins I've committd and never gave a second thought.  Fill me with your loving spirit so that I may never grieve your Holy Spirit again.  Fill me with your love and compassion for others and help me to forgive them as you forgave me.  Let everyone know that I am your child by my words and deeds.  In Jesus name I pray, Amen.

Paint each day with God's love,
Frankie