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Sunday, May 31, 2015

Tea-time with Granny

I've been having many 'flash-backs' to a time I remember so fondly. It may be because I am now living on my grand-mother's land that I so often think of times spent in her little clap-board house that stood only a few metres from  where we live  now. It was usually the summer holidays spent with cousins that come to mind.

If it was hot and sunny, which most mornings were, we would eat a quick breakfast of toast made atop the old wood stove,  granny's scrambled eggs made fresh from her hens, juice and just a tiny cup of half coffee and half milk. Then we were off for the morning to explore and do whatever our hearts desired. We had an old log building on the other side of her fence that we (the girls) had turned into a doll house complete with a table and chairs for us to sit and have lunch if we felt like it. We kept dolls, dishes, lots of books and crayons there to keep us busy. We prettied it up with lace curtains.
But if it was a cool, rainy day, we spent much of it inside granny's clap-board house looking for things to keep us busy. She had a large summer kitchen with two tables; one large to serve meals and one small for playing cards or colouring. And the old wood stove was always full of burning logs; keeping us all warm as toast. It was on those wet days that she would fill the tea-pot and we would each pick out our favorite tea-cup from the floor to ceiling green kitchen cupboard and have tea with granny.
(This photo found in a magazine reminded me of her kitchen cupboard)

 And, there were cookies; home-baked and delicious. That woman probably knew more about us kids than our own parents did because it was at these times that we would talk about our hopes and dreams and all the mischief we had been in up to that time. We had a lot of laughs. :)

I would give anything to have just one tea-cup from her cupboard today. My grandmother's house burnt down from an electrical fire back in the '70's. She was staying at my aunt's at the time. It was a very sad day for our family. But, I have these precious memories of my gran, her home and all those pretty tea-cups and saucers that she so kindly let us scalliwags use at tea-time. Those can never be lost.

I'm joining Tea-time at http://sandimyyellowdoor.blogspot.ca/
hugs, Deb




22 comments:

  1. Morning Deb, What a sweet post. So very sorry about your gran's house burning. Your childhood memories are precious. Can you remember the design on your favorite cup from her collection?

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  2. The fire took away all your grandmothers things but can never take away your precious memories. I miss my grandmother's too. They were a very important part of my growing up years. One of my grandmothers lost their house to a fire and I miss that old rambling farm house. I am fortunate that I have a couple of her things and a couple of quilts.

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  3. Wonderful memories, Deb. I wish I had known my grandmothers... but both died when I was still a baby. From the few stories I've heard, I think I would have loved them dearly. Living on your grandmother's land must be a wonderful feeling...

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  4. What sweet memories you have.

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  5. What sweet memories. Sounds like a wonderful place for a child. I loved exploring my grandmother's attic. We were blessed, weren't we?

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  6. What a delightful post and sweet memories. So different from my days with granny on the south side of Chicago. She lived in a beautiful apartment and would take me downtown on the train.
    I just popped in here from Mildred's place. Love the kitty shots!

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  7. Lovely, heartwarming post. Living on this wonderful woman's land has to be the most wonderful thing. It seems very right that you've come home.

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  8. Deb, You brought back good memories and with summer almost here I hope to make some memories with my grandchildren who are growing like weeds. We have just started our chickens in the coop, maybe eggs in August. So with hot summer nights in the pool and sweet mornings with fresh eggs and berries with homemade biscuits I hope to create some memories. Thanks for such a sweet post.

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  9. I'll bet living on your grandmother's land is going to spark many more childhood memories! And now, you are making memories for your grandkids.

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  10. Thank you for inviting me into your happy memories. That was the sweetest part of my day, Deb. And now your grahdchildren are building their memories... right where you made yours. Lovely.

    Love,
    Lily

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  11. Wonderful memories indeed, Deb. Thanks for sharing your childhood at your granny with us. It brought back fond memories of my youth when my sister and I spent holidays with our paternal grandparents. Later, our children spent every long holiday with my parents! Good upbringing and yes, they "listen" to young uns! Have a great day. Jo

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  12. Oh how i love your memories. It brings us such comfort doesn't it? I so appreciate you sharing these with us Deb...made my day!

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  13. What wonderful memories of times spent with your granny! I have similar memories of my grandma. On rainy days we would cut the paper dolls out of her McCalls magazine and have tea out of her pretty tea cups. Thanks for the jog to my own granny memories!

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  14. What lovely memories you have Deb! Kind of reminds me of some of my own. Granny's kitchen was the best! I wish I had one of my Granny's teacups too. Sadly, in those days, many treasures were thrown over the riverbank to get rid of them. I was shocked when my uncle told me that! For some reason my mother's generation didn't cherish those things like we do today. But at least we have our memories. Thank you for sharing this with us today and joining me for tea.

    Blessings,
    Sandi

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  15. Love this post....what great memories! Her tea cupboard sounds like it was wonderful. ...something I could spend a long time looking at!

    This is off topic, Deb...but maybe you have some advice for me about little Star. I can't get her to drink any water. She will drink packaged cat milk but really needs water and just more hydration in general. I've tried cold, warm, tap water, filtered water...she sniffs it and looks like she might taste it but then doesn't. Any ideas?

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  16. Those are such lovely memories you have with your granny. I drink half coffee with half milk, too :-) I'm sorry her house was burnt down but glad you made lot of happy memories.

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  17. I love hearing your memories there with your Granny. That explains why you so love old cupboards and tea cups. How special that you now live next to where her house once stood.

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  18. Beautiful memories to cherish Deb!

    Have a lovely week!

    Madelief x

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  19. What good memories. It's funny that, even in towns and cities, parents had hardly any fears of letting their children run about all day. When I was a boy, I'd got out on a Saturday straight from breakfast and be gone until dark, except for meals. My parents were never worried about me. Well, my mum was anxious that I was getting enough to eat. That's it. Good times.

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  20. Thank you for sharing your cherished childhood memories with us.

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  21. I'm sorry that you lost your grandma's home in a fire. But thankfully, she was safe. And you're right, you have plenty of nice memories to cherish. Thanks for sharing.

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