homesteadmamma
08-23-2002, 05:32 PM
Walking through my kitchen, I'm reminded of my grannies house. On the cupboard sits my applesauce, ready to be taking down to my pantry. Along side of it is freshly baked bread (again), with half a loaf already gone. The kids love eating it for snacks. It needs to be put away as of yet.
Further in my kitchen, is my clothes basket, with clothes waiting to be folded. They beckon me, but I don't have time.
There are containers of wheat, different types, along with rice and sugar. They too need to be stored in the basement, but I don't have time.
Also on my table and cupboard, are roughly 3 dozen tomatoes, almost ripe. The weather looked like it might rain and I didn't want them all on the ground, so they are there, waiting for me. How long will they remain, I'm not sure.
Dishes aren't done from lunch, there are angels to be painted on my table, but here I sit on the computer, enjoying the time spent here.
Grannie's house always was like this, but she always had time for me. She lived a simple life on the homestead in an old, old house where kitchen/living room was combined. She had an outside toilet and for night time, a chamber pot under her bed. She wore aprons and always had a treat for me in her pocket. She could cook and yet find time for me. She gardened, and yet found time for me. She was one special lady and when I look at my kitchen, I don't see everything that needs to be done. I remember a very precious lady who touched my life in ways she'll never know.
btw - I love to share a picture of my home. We only paid $26,000 (cash) for it and our taxes are $245 per year. It was built in 1900 (just like my grannies), only hers wasn't a Victorian home. Thanks for letting me walk down memory lane today as I looked at my kitchen. Does anyone else remember the past when your where you at right now?
Further in my kitchen, is my clothes basket, with clothes waiting to be folded. They beckon me, but I don't have time.
There are containers of wheat, different types, along with rice and sugar. They too need to be stored in the basement, but I don't have time.
Also on my table and cupboard, are roughly 3 dozen tomatoes, almost ripe. The weather looked like it might rain and I didn't want them all on the ground, so they are there, waiting for me. How long will they remain, I'm not sure.
Dishes aren't done from lunch, there are angels to be painted on my table, but here I sit on the computer, enjoying the time spent here.
Grannie's house always was like this, but she always had time for me. She lived a simple life on the homestead in an old, old house where kitchen/living room was combined. She had an outside toilet and for night time, a chamber pot under her bed. She wore aprons and always had a treat for me in her pocket. She could cook and yet find time for me. She gardened, and yet found time for me. She was one special lady and when I look at my kitchen, I don't see everything that needs to be done. I remember a very precious lady who touched my life in ways she'll never know.
btw - I love to share a picture of my home. We only paid $26,000 (cash) for it and our taxes are $245 per year. It was built in 1900 (just like my grannies), only hers wasn't a Victorian home. Thanks for letting me walk down memory lane today as I looked at my kitchen. Does anyone else remember the past when your where you at right now?