At St. Paul's Methodist Church in Clarksdale, MS, there are those among us who are without family, elderly or just plain hungry for the human touch. It all started with one grouchy old man. Months ago, I was greeting when he came in looking like he ate sour grapes for breakfast. Hmm. How long had it been since anyone touched him? I grabbed him in a bear hug. He burst into a mile-wide smile and hasn't missed a Sunday or a hug since.
A retired school teacher said, "I hugged my students. Hugs are nourishing, a balm to the soul."
Animals like to be hugged on, too. Plants grow better when they receive love.
Hug an old friend. Make a new friend and hug.
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Showing posts with label Clarksdale. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Clarksdale. Show all posts
Tuesday, January 29, 2019
Saturday, October 26, 2013
Seven Chimneys Farm, Clarksdale, MS
Seven chimneys? Yes, seven. The original part of the house was built in 1848 for Colonel William J. Oldham. It's been updated several times, but it has not lost its charm. Before the levee, the MS River came close, which was ideal for loading timber and off loading supplies and passengers. The land around the home was the Stovall Plantation and birthplace of Blues icon Muddy Waters. A few miles north on #1 is Friars Point where County Music Star Conway Twitty was born. I love his "Hello Darling".
The barn is a new addition on the farm. Don't think animals, it's for workshops with a stage for musicians and presentations. Tom Frankllin and Beth Ann Fennelly read from their new book the "Tilted World". I look forward to reading it. We enjoyed a Barbeque after. The proceeds went to the P.O.R.C.H. Society: Preservation of Rural Cultural Heritage.
I mosied out to the bonfire. Guests were gathered around in porch rockers absorbing the warmth and chatting. The man to my right had a camera and an accent. I had to ask where he was from. "The Netherlands." He was photographing the Delta for a Dutch RV America article. The Delta is a popular destination nationally and internationally.
Photographer Magadalena Sole was there for her photography workshop. Google her. The things I see never looked as interesting. She shines capturing life in the now.
Make a reservsation for a Deep South experience.
SevenChimneysFarm.com
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The barn is a new addition on the farm. Don't think animals, it's for workshops with a stage for musicians and presentations. Tom Frankllin and Beth Ann Fennelly read from their new book the "Tilted World". I look forward to reading it. We enjoyed a Barbeque after. The proceeds went to the P.O.R.C.H. Society: Preservation of Rural Cultural Heritage.
I mosied out to the bonfire. Guests were gathered around in porch rockers absorbing the warmth and chatting. The man to my right had a camera and an accent. I had to ask where he was from. "The Netherlands." He was photographing the Delta for a Dutch RV America article. The Delta is a popular destination nationally and internationally.
Photographer Magadalena Sole was there for her photography workshop. Google her. The things I see never looked as interesting. She shines capturing life in the now.
Make a reservsation for a Deep South experience.
SevenChimneysFarm.com
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Friday, May 31, 2013
CROSS ROAD, author Christopher J. West
The story was inspired by the legend of the cross-roads in Clarksdale, MS, wherein a struggling musician sells his soul to Satan in exchange for talent and fame.
As a minister, Chris says, "If a person can truly 'sell' their soul, then supply and demand takes effect A person or entity that might want to own or possess your soul, if you will, may pay a high price for it."
The main goal of his story is, "No matter what happens to you, there's always redemption."
If someone sold their soul, how would they collect on it? Wouldn't they need another body to occupy? Would they push somebody out of theirs? Drugs and alcohol alter the mind opening the aura for anybody to walk in and take over. Is that what they'd do? What do you think?
For the record: "Hear Yee. Hear Yee. My soul is not for sale; I AM the Lord's."
West will read and sign books at the Carnegie Public Library at 4 pm today.
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As a minister, Chris says, "If a person can truly 'sell' their soul, then supply and demand takes effect A person or entity that might want to own or possess your soul, if you will, may pay a high price for it."
The main goal of his story is, "No matter what happens to you, there's always redemption."
If someone sold their soul, how would they collect on it? Wouldn't they need another body to occupy? Would they push somebody out of theirs? Drugs and alcohol alter the mind opening the aura for anybody to walk in and take over. Is that what they'd do? What do you think?
For the record: "Hear Yee. Hear Yee. My soul is not for sale; I AM the Lord's."
West will read and sign books at the Carnegie Public Library at 4 pm today.
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Friday, August 10, 2012
Shack Up Inn, Clarksdale, MS
The August 8th Clarksdale Press Register featured an article about our hometown. TripAdvisor, Newton, Mass, the world's largest travel site, stated their editor's top ten quirkiest U.S. properties. #5 is Shack Up Inn, Clarksdale, MS.
Come spend your time and money with us, people from around the world do. Nightly rates average $65. Shack Up Inn boasts, "The Ritz we ain't." The shacks provide "a laid-back and rustic setting. Each shack offers a touch of comfort while maintaining the authenticity of the former Hopson Plantation, located near (in) the Missippi Delta - and travelers can soak up the site's history as they walk among sharecropper shacks, the original cotton gin and seed houses located on the property. 'The rooms may not have a high-def TV, but they do have vintage musical instruments and more character than I could accumulate in a lifetime,' said one TripAdvisor traveler."
Back in the day, the shacks were also called shotgun houses: From the front door to the back there were no walls, rooms were to the side. The day laborers who "lived" there did not have running water or a bathroom. After all day in the cotton fields in sweltering heat and high humidity, A/C would have been nice, but it wasn't an option, either.
In the late 40's, the first-ever mechanical cotton picker was brought to Hopson Plantation. There was a lot of head-scratching and number crunching. It was a noisy contraption, but . . . if it worked . . . , it could replace the costs of human labor. It did and it did. Today, you can see, touch and have your picture taken by that first cotton picker setting out by the gin at Hopson's.
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Come spend your time and money with us, people from around the world do. Nightly rates average $65. Shack Up Inn boasts, "The Ritz we ain't." The shacks provide "a laid-back and rustic setting. Each shack offers a touch of comfort while maintaining the authenticity of the former Hopson Plantation, located near (in) the Missippi Delta - and travelers can soak up the site's history as they walk among sharecropper shacks, the original cotton gin and seed houses located on the property. 'The rooms may not have a high-def TV, but they do have vintage musical instruments and more character than I could accumulate in a lifetime,' said one TripAdvisor traveler."
Back in the day, the shacks were also called shotgun houses: From the front door to the back there were no walls, rooms were to the side. The day laborers who "lived" there did not have running water or a bathroom. After all day in the cotton fields in sweltering heat and high humidity, A/C would have been nice, but it wasn't an option, either.
In the late 40's, the first-ever mechanical cotton picker was brought to Hopson Plantation. There was a lot of head-scratching and number crunching. It was a noisy contraption, but . . . if it worked . . . , it could replace the costs of human labor. It did and it did. Today, you can see, touch and have your picture taken by that first cotton picker setting out by the gin at Hopson's.
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Tuesday, January 17, 2012
Yazoo Pass Bistro @ 207 Yazoo Ave
Home alone, I didn't eat highly nutritious, microwaveable macaroni and cheese, I investigated Clarksdale's new downtown restaurant, Yazoo Pass.
Housed in a former retail store, the entire front is glass. Diners are welcomed to comfortable booths, tables and chairs, and a long, sturdy, raised table that can seat fourteen with stools. At noon it filled up fast with a mixed-age crowd.
I bought the last piece of Quiche Lorraine. Perfect! And I told the Manager so.
They serve soups, salads and sandwiches from 7 AM until 9 PM. I had the small salad and liked that the veggies were chopped small. Kids from 1-100 enjoyed the top-your-own, $.45 an ounce frozen yogurt with a variety of nuts, crumbled cookies, candies, sprinkles and syrups. I had chocolate with Oreo bits and slivered almonds. Yum!
Breakfast offers include bagels, croissants or breads with eggs, bacon, natural black forest ham, and or, swiss, cheddar or provolone cheese; an oatmal bar, french toast with pure maple syrup and homemade granola.
There is an espresso bar. Come summer, I want to try their smoothies: strawberry, banana, mango or peach.
The price and quality is comparable to Panera's. I will be a regular. Check it out!
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Housed in a former retail store, the entire front is glass. Diners are welcomed to comfortable booths, tables and chairs, and a long, sturdy, raised table that can seat fourteen with stools. At noon it filled up fast with a mixed-age crowd.
I bought the last piece of Quiche Lorraine. Perfect! And I told the Manager so.
They serve soups, salads and sandwiches from 7 AM until 9 PM. I had the small salad and liked that the veggies were chopped small. Kids from 1-100 enjoyed the top-your-own, $.45 an ounce frozen yogurt with a variety of nuts, crumbled cookies, candies, sprinkles and syrups. I had chocolate with Oreo bits and slivered almonds. Yum!
Breakfast offers include bagels, croissants or breads with eggs, bacon, natural black forest ham, and or, swiss, cheddar or provolone cheese; an oatmal bar, french toast with pure maple syrup and homemade granola.
There is an espresso bar. Come summer, I want to try their smoothies: strawberry, banana, mango or peach.
The price and quality is comparable to Panera's. I will be a regular. Check it out!
2012 Red Convertible Travel Series
Sunday, April 24, 2011
EASTER 2011
The past few weeks my internet, computer and camera have been on the blink. Maybe it was Mercury Retrograde, maybe not. To see the pics with this story, go to my Facebook page: Maeann Jasa.
When the Methodists organized a church at Friars Point, MS in 1836 they had hopes of esatablishing an anchor for their community. Twice the church has been destroyed, once by Union troops during the Civil War and later by a tornado. At the 9 am service Pastor was quick to point out his own faults and remind us that Christ paid the price for us, our job is to believe and live/be like Him.
The Easter bunny had hidden bucketfuls of brilliantly colored eggs for little people to find. While they hunted, I snapped pics for you that are on facebook. In the block south of the church stands The 1850's MINIE BALL HOUSE that bears the mark of Union Navy shelling and was briefly the headquarts of Union General Napoleon Bonaparte. This was before the Levy separated the town from the MS River.
Speaking of the River, it's rising. The National Weather Service River Forecast Center publishes the River stages online. The Mississippi River is expected to crest at Helena, AR May 10th at 49.5' above flood stage. The Levy is about 70' high. Thank God for engineering, or we'd all need houseboats!
Muddy Waters, King of Chicago blues, lived his first 30 years on the Stoval Plantation. The family log house was moved to downtown Clarksdale for exhibit. The placque marks where it stood. Shut your eyes, feel his "blues", smell the greens cooking, hear the cotton wagon mules bray and wipe your sweaty brow.
In the midst of MS's history, this tree caught my eye. If you know what it is and what it's growing, please explain. Imagination can have a field day.
The last picture is of a Quapaw Indian Mound in the Indian Mound subdivision on Farrel Road.
Back home we turned on the hall ceiling fan that sounds like a jet engine and feels like it will suck the paint off the walls. But, the heavy air is moving. Peas, greens and cornbread for lunch.
Oh, no, muddy Madchen slipped in. OUT!!!!!
2011 Red Convertible Travel Series
When the Methodists organized a church at Friars Point, MS in 1836 they had hopes of esatablishing an anchor for their community. Twice the church has been destroyed, once by Union troops during the Civil War and later by a tornado. At the 9 am service Pastor was quick to point out his own faults and remind us that Christ paid the price for us, our job is to believe and live/be like Him.
The Easter bunny had hidden bucketfuls of brilliantly colored eggs for little people to find. While they hunted, I snapped pics for you that are on facebook. In the block south of the church stands The 1850's MINIE BALL HOUSE that bears the mark of Union Navy shelling and was briefly the headquarts of Union General Napoleon Bonaparte. This was before the Levy separated the town from the MS River.
Speaking of the River, it's rising. The National Weather Service River Forecast Center publishes the River stages online. The Mississippi River is expected to crest at Helena, AR May 10th at 49.5' above flood stage. The Levy is about 70' high. Thank God for engineering, or we'd all need houseboats!
Muddy Waters, King of Chicago blues, lived his first 30 years on the Stoval Plantation. The family log house was moved to downtown Clarksdale for exhibit. The placque marks where it stood. Shut your eyes, feel his "blues", smell the greens cooking, hear the cotton wagon mules bray and wipe your sweaty brow.
In the midst of MS's history, this tree caught my eye. If you know what it is and what it's growing, please explain. Imagination can have a field day.
The last picture is of a Quapaw Indian Mound in the Indian Mound subdivision on Farrel Road.
Back home we turned on the hall ceiling fan that sounds like a jet engine and feels like it will suck the paint off the walls. But, the heavy air is moving. Peas, greens and cornbread for lunch.
Oh, no, muddy Madchen slipped in. OUT!!!!!
2011 Red Convertible Travel Series
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