One of my favorite things is having everyone together. That happens a lot around these parts. Growing up in a small community means that I’ve known all of these folks my whole life …
and most likely I’m related to some of them (that’s my mom and dad)…
or married into their families (there’s three out of four of the Cotton Sisters).
This past Saturday we held our annual community supper. The menfolk showed up early to cook venison. Well – those guys aren’t cooking,
but these guys are (that’s Farmer Roger, who brought over our enormous pumpkin last year).
The families came later that evening… the ladies bearing desserts. Lots and lots of desserts. And I had a really good excuse to eat as much as I want.
The chilluns all had a big ‘ol time running around and listening to the band
We spent the evening catching up, swapping stories from the good old days and reminiscing about who isn’t with us.
At the end of the night, everyone left with full bellies and promises to get together soon.
‘Til next time, Vernon!
*Winner of the Duke’s Mayonnaise giveaway to be announced this afternoon – it’s not too late to enter!
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Wow, you look so much like your mom. I had to look twice.
What a wonderful place you live. I love having people around to enjoy and love.
Thanks for sharing….this looks like the perfect Saturday night to me!
I long for cozy evenings with friends…and with the banjo/bass/guitar as well…that’s perfection! 
Looks lovely where you live…just married and moved to a farm myself…hope to enjoy it as much as you do! 
Looked like alot of you all had fun!!!
That would be so much fun. Wish our small community would do more things together.
Sounds like my kind of town. I miss my small town. Hopefully, I’ll get to go visit this summer.
I love the faces! So much happiness and affection. Aren’t small town country folks amazing? Josh and I still marvel at farming communities and the deep respect and love each family seems to feel for each other. Growing up, I remember a drought year in which hay prices were dreadful and my neighbor’s barn burned down in the middle of the following winter. Everyone brought him hay from their own supplies. It was truly an amazing thing to behold — the most generous act.
Blessings!
Lacy
I enjoyed your post. There is a lot to be said for living in a small community! I liked your comment on Lacy’s latest blog entry…that is what brought me to your blog tonight!
Oh wow! What a neat post. I just love it. Thanks for sharing your small town.
Welcome, Kim!
We love our small town life, our friends and the feeling of belonging that we have here. There’s a line from the Andy Griffith show (KlutzyMama… It’s the Class Reunion episode) that says (paraphrased), “I don’t need to try anywhere else and if I did I’d find what I already know”.
I love that.
I love the pictures!! Looks like lots of fun!!! I love Grandpa’s proud smile in that second picture!! Thanks for sharin’!!
That looks like my kind of Saturday night!
“Saturday night and the moon is out. I wanna head on over to the twist and shout.” Sorry sometimes Mary Chapin Carpenter slips out every now and again.
Wow, I feel like I was there. So many faces I know; especially my brother! Makes me homesick even from 30 miles away!! I can hear Joe and Charlie singing.
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I remember that episode…does he say it when he’s talking to his old girlfriend who left Mayberry for the big city life?
Glad you liked it, Kat! I threw in that pic of Chris just for you.
I knew you’d know it, KlutzyMama! Yep – she’s trying to get him to move to the city and that’s what he says to her.
- Jennifer