“Little country church on the edge of town…” (Love Song, 1972)
In the Bible Belt, there are churches everywhere. Carillon bells ring through the hills and valleys.
We try to attend worship even if we are away from home on Sundays. We caught the service at the church down the gravel road from our rental.
If this sanctuary was a quilt; it would be considered a modern one. The bold geometric lines point towards Heaven. The solid green and red window panes play against the negative space. But this church was built in 1830. That’s between the War of 1812 and the Civil War. I wouldn’t have believed it if not for the dates on the tombstones in the church yard. And even the fact that there was a church graveyard proved its era.
When I told my grown kids that I had started blogging, they were startled. They considered me to be the last holdout, the Luddite of all generations. But they would joke that should we find ourselves stranded on a desert island, I would be their ace in the hole. My husband has been called McGyver, so we would be the team that survived. He could rig up the shelter and water supply, and I could provide food and clothing from the raw materials at hand. Sounds fun!
All this to say that I have a lot of catching up to do when it comes to technology, and specifically, social media.
I’m participating in Bonnie Hunter’s Good Fortune Mystery Quilt. Here’s the link:
In order to enter an awesome giveaway, I have to learn how to Linky, so here goes.
Cuts With Scissors 