Re: THE CHAT ROOM
- From: Top <top@xxxxxxxxxxxxxx>
- Date: Fri, 13 Mar 2009 20:52:54 -0400
Diane,
Your mention of the bueberries made me think of the blackberries and dewberries we used to pick when I was a child. There were several patches of each just growing wild. It was hard to keep me away from them when they were ripe. It was great for since one was in season one month then the other the next month. One times I didn't eat them all I would fill up a bucket and take it home to be made into a cobbler. I can taste them now. I remember the buckets were ones that lard came in. Of course no one uses lard much these days and not in the gallon buckets. When my children were young I took them blackberry picking and made a cobbler for them. My wife is a city girl and wasn't raised on the better things in life. Milk from a cow not a plastic jug. Eggs from a hen nest not the store. Vegtables grow with your hands. Not to mention watermelons with fresh morning dew on them. The work to get all those things was not easy but it was good and honest.
Oh I remember bobcats. One morning I looked out to see my Grandmother (who I called Mother all my life and will from here on in our little group) chasing a wolf away from her chickens with a milk bucket. Was early morning and she had been on her way to milk one cow and I was on my way out to milk the other. Yes I've milked cows and churned butter. It has been a long time since I've found anyone that could milk a cow by hand.
Thanks for taking me down memory lane, it's such fun,
Top
Diane Koehler formulated on Friday :
Top, how nice to hear about your Grandmother...my daughter just said to me how my garden is so beautiful (I do mostly flowers) and how she
wished she could "get out there" and do the same. Now that was really
positive reinforcement for me as was hearing from you. Thank you! I was talking to my daughter on the phone she calls a few times a week unfortunately lives 3 hours away. I spent a lot of time with her two sons, my Grandsons, and still write and keep in touch with them. I adored them as i know your Grandmother loved you.
I remember the three of us picking blueberries for breakfast (along a
trail by my house.) I went up into a mountain cabin for about 5 years after my divorce, and had the time of my life! At first lived in a tent then the cabin. It looked over a
man made lake and I could hike up to the fire trail on the top--once ran into a Bob cat. (we scared each other!) I did a lot of reading,
hiking, & rearranging my thinking.
I was 65 years when I moved which was only because I could no longer
carry all the water etc in the winter (cause) when I was snowed in I
couldn't get my car up there. Oh the Pain the Pain!! Gotta get off for now! Rest well all you wonderful people and spend some pain free moments! Diane
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I believe in grumbling; it is the politest form of fighting known. - Ed Howe
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