A TRUE SOUTHERN

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Springfield, Missouri, United States
Being Southern is more than where I am from, it is who I am. I love the South with its great beauty and wonderful deep-south traditions. I am Bev Allen, a true Southern Belle'. I am married to the love of my life Rick Allen, we are Assemblies of God US Missionaries. We lived and raised our two children, Chris Allen and Teresa Mosley (married to Randy) in the Great Southern states. Family is important and my grandkids Lexi and Lane are our most precious treasures. We love God and people and devoted our lives in His service. This blog is to share a little of what I enjoy and experienced, a little Southern Joy!

Tuesday, July 23, 2013

Porch Rocking

Let me just say, I absolutely love rocking chairs, especially those nestled on beautiful Southern porches.  I think all Southern do. Their simplicity of pure relaxation creates an atmosphere of pure Southern Joy. One thing you will notice right off, when you visit any of our Southern States, there are rocking chairs everywhere. It is symbol of hospitality, where most Southern are found sitting on their cool front porches during the summer evenings, talking to each other as neighbors stroll by, generally offer up a wave of being, just "neighborly"!

Just lean way back, stretch out the legs and sip on a pint jar of cold ice tea.  Now, that's the LIFE.

It is not known, who exactly invented the rocking chair, but most historian believe it was Benjamin Franklin. What is known, it originated in North America in the early 18th century.  While a chair is a steady perch, the rocking chair offered a sense of pleasure.  The steady back and forth of the rocker has calmed many crying and sleepy infants, and has served as a calming effect on adults.



Down South, you can hardly find a porch that does not have a swing or rocking chair. One of the best known rocker filled porches, is "The Cracker Barrel Restaurant." You can rock as you wait to eat or you can just sit and rock a spell.



I love ole' Southern houses, although abandon for many years, the ole' rocker that is left behind is a portrait of many summer days of porch rocking. I can just see in my imagination a dear grandma sitting and rocking after the long day of daily events. As she sits and rocks, her grandchildren sit on the porch near her, hearing the stories of a life of many adventures or like my Grandmother rocking with an open Bible spending time with her Lord.

The famous painting of a symbol of porch rocking is that of  Mark Twain sitting on his porch. I can only image the stories that he is dreaming up as he sits and
rocks.

Summer time is here, and many of us are enjoying lazy evenings sitting and rocking on our porches.

Rock a while...........it will do you wonders!!!!!

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