Monday, May 18, 2015

The Sun Shines Bright

All of this Nashville hoopla has me all nostalgic for Kentucky. Maybe it's the fact that Derby is over, and summer activities are ramping up and I feel a little left out. But either way, I needed a dose of KY today.

Now, although I've lived in Kentucky for nearly 10 years, I'm actually from Indiana. But, I'm from the very southern most part of Indiana and we literally share a border with Kentucky. My hometown is known as "Kentuckiana" if that helps to bring the closeness further into the light.

There are a lot of strong opinions about both Kentucky and Indiana depending on which side of the river you're standing and to which resident you're speaking to. Truth be told however, I've always felt stronger pulls to Kentucky than I have Indiana. Don't get me wrong .. I have phenomenal friends on both sides of the river and more memories on both sides as well. But something about my upbringing pulls me closer to the Bluegrass state than it does the Hoosiers. We can get into that later if we really need to, but bottom line - I'm a Kentucky gal with Indiana roots. I pave my own way and that's A-Ok with me.

Because of the aforementioned, along with the fact that Shane is also born and bred Kentucky, our Alma Mater is The University of Kentucky, our first child was born in Kentucky, and so and so forth … I plan to start adding several Kentucky items to adorn our new home in Nashville, TN.  I'm deeply buried in decorating the casa and on the hunt for the perfect KY elements to add.

 Here are a few of My Etsy favorites:



The sun shines bright in the old Kentucky home
'Tis summer, the people are gay;
The corn top's ripe and the meadow's in the bloom,
While the birds make music all the day;
The young folks roll on the little cabin floor,
All merry, all happy, and bright,
By'n by hard times comes a-knocking at the door,
Then my old Kentucky home, good night!


Weep no more, my lady,
Oh weep no more today
We will sing one song for the old Kentucky home,
For the old Kentucky home far away.


They hunt no more for the 'possum and the coon,
On meadow, the hill and the shore,
They sing no more by the glimmer of the moon,
On the bench by that old cabin door;
The day goes by like a shadow o'er the heart,
With sorrow where all was delight;
The time has come when the people have to part,
Then my old Kentucky home, good night!


The head must bow and the back will have to bend,
Wherever the people may go;
A few more days and the trouble all will end
In the field where sugar-canes may grow;
A few more days for to tote the weary load,
No matter, 'twill never be light,
A few more days till we totter on the road,
Then my old Kentucky home, good night!


 photo signature_zps3a65d335.jpg

No comments:

Post a Comment

I love hearing from you! Your comments make my day - and I read each and every one of them. I'd love to be able to respond so make sure your email address is set up with your profile ~