Cajun Corner – Vol.
5, No. 16 – April 28, 2013
Bon
Jour! Welcome to Cajun
Stitchery’s weekly email and welcome to our family.
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Boxes, boxes, and more boxes of Mama’s kitchen
stuff. It turned out that the
thermometer posted last week is a commercial refrigeration thermometer. Why would Mama have that? Well, there are many do dads that we have
discovered. George says there are enough
eating utensils to feed our entire neighborhood and then some. Bless his heart, he has unpacked more boxes
and washed more dishes this week than you can imagine. We do, however, think we have finished with
the kitchen boxes. Although there are
some things that I remember that are not there.
We were able to give Mama’s microwave to a young,
struggling couple. The girl said she had
been without a microwave for several months.
That would be terrible. It’s the
only thing in the kitchen that I feel I have a handle on operating. How can a young couple live without a
microwave? Nevertheless, the young lady
was so grateful and we were happy to give the microwave to her.
The garden is looking pretty nice right now. George spent time today planting seeds. We have more flowers than usual around the
garden area this year. We have
nasturtiums, Johnny Jump Ups, pansies, mums, daisies, roses, and snapdragons. Our blueberry bushes have more blueberries on
them than I’ve seen before. The
Satsumas and lemon trees had flowers but there is only one tiny lemon on them
now. Our tomato plant from last year is
still producing tomatoes. So are our
bell pepper plants. We have carrots,
sweet peas, horseradish, and lots of herbs.
This week I’ve been picking blackberries around
the yard. I have to get them before the
birds and squirrels do. Blackberries are
very special to me. Aside from the fact
that I love blackberries and do know how to make a cobbler, they always bring
back memories of my childhood in Georgia
Each summer Mama would take Nancy and me to spend
the summer with my Grandmother Poor in Woodstock ,
Georgia Woodstock Marietta Main Street Woodstock Elm
Street Woodstock that
read “Woodstock Elm Street Mills Street Elm Street
Each year Grandmother Poor would give us each a
bucket and send us into the blackberry bushes.
The bushes were much taller than we were. There were rows and rows of blackberry bushes
and just wide enough on each row for one child.
More than one child and someone got pricked by the sharp stickers on the
bushes. We would spend most of the day
in the blackberry bushes picking and eating blackberries. By the time we would finally go back to the
house, we were scraped from head to toe by the bushes and covered in blackberry
juice. We always made a point of filling
our buckets with blackberries because Grandmother Poor would make cobbler. Grandmother Poor’s blackberry cobbler was out
of this world delicious, but when you are a little girl and know that you
picked those berries, well, yum yum the cobbler was very special.
There are numerous Woodstock Woodstock was in Marietta Summer Bible School Summer Bible
School
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