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"In the Cookies of Life - Grandmother's are the Chocolate Chips!
I miss my Grandmother after all of these years!
I remember as a child we used to go "up" to Grandma Jeans. Up meaning from NY to NJ. We did all kind of great things. How I loved her! I still miss her...sometimes it's like shes not gone. Strange. But she is. One time in summertime we went to homes open to the public. These were backyards on show with nice gardens and pretty rose bushes. And many of them had teas and refreshments. Those were the days. But they were great days. Then where my Grandma lived was a very big Lake. Lake Shawnee. There was a sandy area where you could swim...a big area and with little tiny tiny frogs. And you had to wear a badge. Oh you had to have that badge and that was a worry to get that from Grandma! Funny how some things loomed so big then! A respectful worry. An order to how things were done. Good grand and wonderful days! The area she lived in was very hilly and woods in her backyard. Me and the neighbors girl would go thru the woods and one path was to NY and the other path to NJ! I miss Robin...and I bet she may still think about me too...I miss my Grandma Jean alot. She also made these magnificent eggs. She would "blow" the contents out of a chickens egg by two little holes in each end. Rinse out and when dry paint them. She saved old cards from all occasions and put them around the edges of the egg after she cut a hole out of the middle for a scene. The "scenes" sat on cotton. They were beautiful and its not bc I "remember all things lovely". They were works beautiful eggs! Some she made jewelled eggs sitting on pearls, strands of pearl jewellery she collected from garage sales. A few years ago when I was still in Scotland my brother sold them and so many things at a BIG garage sale when she moved, even her ironing board! But he had his kids and their friends helping, so many treasures are now gone. Anyway I thought I'd write a small glimpse of the days I still love.
I remember as a child we used to go "up" to Grandma Jeans. Up meaning from NY to NJ. We did all kind of great things. How I loved her! I still miss her...sometimes it's like shes not gone. Strange. But she is. One time in summertime we went to homes open to the public. These were backyards on show with nice gardens and pretty rose bushes. And many of them had teas and refreshments. Those were the days. But they were great days. Then where my Grandma lived was a very big Lake. Lake Shawnee. There was a sandy area where you could swim...a big area and with little tiny tiny frogs. And you had to wear a badge. Oh you had to have that badge and that was a worry to get that from Grandma! Funny how some things loomed so big then! A respectful worry. An order to how things were done. Good grand and wonderful days! The area she lived in was very hilly and woods in her backyard. Me and the neighbors girl would go thru the woods and one path was to NY and the other path to NJ! I miss Robin...and I bet she may still think about me too...I miss my Grandma Jean alot. She also made these magnificent eggs. She would "blow" the contents out of a chickens egg by two little holes in each end. Rinse out and when dry paint them. She saved old cards from all occasions and put them around the edges of the egg after she cut a hole out of the middle for a scene. The "scenes" sat on cotton. They were beautiful and its not bc I "remember all things lovely". They were works beautiful eggs! Some she made jewelled eggs sitting on pearls, strands of pearl jewellery she collected from garage sales. A few years ago when I was still in Scotland my brother sold them and so many things at a BIG garage sale when she moved, even her ironing board! But he had his kids and their friends helping, so many treasures are now gone. Anyway I thought I'd write a small glimpse of the days I still love.
What are your Memories of your Grandmother or favourite Auntie? The Lord is so good...He gives us gifts of Grandmothers!
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