Remember the citron melon that had grown half inside and half outside the garden fence? With a long sharp kitchen knife I sliced it off the fence...
When I walked inside with more melons, Poppy said to me, "I will be glad when the citron melons are all gone! Now what are you fixing to do"? "Make preserves, why? Why would it bother you that I want to make more preserves", said I. "Oh, it doesn't bother me. I just wondered why you would want to make more preserves", said Poppy. So, I made more preserves. We have these conversations a lot. :[
Oh, every time I look up I see the dust and cobwebs on these old jars and bottles...
I've brought the ladder inside but keep putting off this big job of dusting. Collections are fun but not when it comes times to dust! I dare not show you the entire collection...well maybe a small picture at the bottom.
These old blue canning jars remind me of Grandma Comer. I distinctly remember seeing her open a jar of pickled beets and I remember blackberries canned in jars like these.
This is my Grandma and Grandpa Comer. Grandpa died ten days before I was born.
My Niece Vicki lives near my grandparents old home place. Since we were in Robbins last week and having lunch with Vicki, she suggested we drive by. How sad to see the house and barn so run down. Still very beautiful to me...
The house was beautifully built...hard to explain, but a covered porch was across the back of the house, which went across a center section where there were bedrooms, then turned and extended across the front of the kitchen. The kitchen is the roof section you can see in the back. Like a box with one side cut out.
Some of the small out buildings...
The barn. The paved road used to be a dirt path separating the house from the barn. If I were fortunate enough to own this place, I would live here.
Okay, enough for today! As mama used to say, "I have simply got to get busy"! Thank you for visiting.
Love,
Henny Penny
It is Poppy's turn to dust!
When I walked inside with more melons, Poppy said to me, "I will be glad when the citron melons are all gone! Now what are you fixing to do"? "Make preserves, why? Why would it bother you that I want to make more preserves", said I. "Oh, it doesn't bother me. I just wondered why you would want to make more preserves", said Poppy. So, I made more preserves. We have these conversations a lot. :[
Oh, every time I look up I see the dust and cobwebs on these old jars and bottles...
I've brought the ladder inside but keep putting off this big job of dusting. Collections are fun but not when it comes times to dust! I dare not show you the entire collection...well maybe a small picture at the bottom.
These old blue canning jars remind me of Grandma Comer. I distinctly remember seeing her open a jar of pickled beets and I remember blackberries canned in jars like these.
This is my Grandma and Grandpa Comer. Grandpa died ten days before I was born.
My Niece Vicki lives near my grandparents old home place. Since we were in Robbins last week and having lunch with Vicki, she suggested we drive by. How sad to see the house and barn so run down. Still very beautiful to me...
The house was beautifully built...hard to explain, but a covered porch was across the back of the house, which went across a center section where there were bedrooms, then turned and extended across the front of the kitchen. The kitchen is the roof section you can see in the back. Like a box with one side cut out.
Some of the small out buildings...
The barn. The paved road used to be a dirt path separating the house from the barn. If I were fortunate enough to own this place, I would live here.
Okay, enough for today! As mama used to say, "I have simply got to get busy"! Thank you for visiting.
Love,
Henny Penny
It is Poppy's turn to dust!
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