En route to Houston, we stopped in Franklin, Tennessee, for a quick visit with our farm girl daughter. It just so happened we were there when a holiday popup show sponsored by City Farmhouse was happening which gave the daughter and me a fun way to spend some time.
To no surprise, most of the booths featured things perfect for a farmhouse country look.
There was a big emphasis on pillows for all seasons. You can be sure the ones made with French linens were being snapped right up.
I’m crazy for pumpkins, and these made of chenille and tartan plaids were eye catching and suitable for more than the fall season.
White ironstone was plentiful, and I couldn’t help but think of many blog friends who fancy it.
It would be a lovely accent for this pottery that reminded of classic French style.
Over the years I’ve participated in a number of shows, and this one impressed me with the cohesiveness achieved by displays complementing one another.
I left the show with no purchase, but when we stopped by City Farmhouse, I was sorely tempted by these Christmas trees. Rustic, yes, but they have that whimsical aspect which suits my fancy.
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When my daughter moved to Franklin, Tennessee, several years ago, the hubby thought that good enough reason to drive the long road from Houston to Maine and back again. It’s a long way for a quick twice a year stop, but I always enjoy the time we have there not only because of the visit with the daughter’s family but because Franklin is part of my earliest memories.
Would you believe I was born there right in this building that at one time was a hospital? My first view of this unimposing structure stopped me in my tracks as it triggered a distant memory of a photograph of my mother standing on those steps holding an infant that was me, otherwise I would have walked by it with no thought.
Now the spot is identified with a historical marker that names Dr. Tandy Rice as one of the hospital’s founders. It was he who brought me into this world and got me started on life’s journey.
Downtown doesn’t claim all the changes. The area around Franklin, including some of my family’s former property, has become home to large estates and horse farms. Many belong to country music stars and a few Hollywood types.
One thing that hasn’t changed in Franklin is its southern pride. Right in the middle of town is this towering sculpture honoring the fighting men of the Confederacy. 
Look real close and you’ll notice part of the soldier’s hat brim is missing. It is said to have broken during the shipping/installation process, and it was deemed appropriate to leave it.
If memory serves me, Franklin was the unintended site of one of the bloodiest battles of the Civil War. That battle transformed Carnton Plantation into a hospital and a burial ground for the men who died there.
