My grandmother died in 2005. She did not own a computer. I think she could have mastered some computer skills, but she had plenty of interests and activities and friends to keep her engaged in the world. She wrote things down, not fictional stories but events of her life, both past and present. After she died, I was given the honor of keeping some of her writings. I thought starting a blog with them might be fun. I hope readers will find it enjoyable. Thanks for stopping by.
Tuesday, December 10, 2013
Peaches and sweet corn
August 5, 1931 - Ray, Mother and I went to Norfolk this morning. We got a bushel of peaches, a sack of sugar and other odds and ends. Mother worked on her quilt this afternoon and I worked on mine. Aunt Mary and Uncle Charlie were here for supper. Ralph came up and we went down town. Loretta, Helen, Esther and I had the most fun, the best we've had for a long time.
August 6, 1931 - We worked on our quilts again today. We've been eating peaches today and they taste awfully good.
August 7, 1931 - We canned peaches all day today. Tonite Ralph, Pete and Clara came up and we went out to Ola's for awhile. They were just eating supper and I had a roasting ear with them.
I know I've used the photo before, but I really like it especially Uncle Raymond's little toes all curled up. That's rather what I do when I have a good ear of sweet corn.
I remember "helping" Grandmas can peaches. She poured boiling water over them and then the peels came right off. I was usually impatient and tried to get the peels off before they had sat long enough. That was pretty silly because the longer they sat, the easier they were to peel. Patience is a virtue, but difficult when you are a kid chomping at the bit to have fun. Even if fun is removing the peel from a peach in one piece. And as good as fresh peaches are, Grandma's home canned peaches were even better.
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