Hello dear friends~
I recognize there has been a pause here.
It has been wild and crazy as of late.
It is harvest season if you weren't aware :-)
Here that means kitchen work after work,
piles of produce staring at me from every direction,
hissing canners, humming dehydrators, and endless dishes.
I evidently went a little overboard this year planting
so now we have a bounty
of tomatoes, peppers, cucumbers and beans.
Actually, I only planted 1 (that's singular) cucumber plant
and have received over 100 cucumbers, and it's still producing!
Needless to say by the time I sit in the evening,
I am whooped.
Last weekend, I had to go pick up something from my folks
who live about 1/2 hour away.
I decided to take a back road
and ended up stopping at an estate sale.
I found treasures.
There were a few shelves of books
which always draw me to flip through the pages.
Well, I found a few gems from the later part of the 1800's.
They have seen better days, but were family books.
It makes me sad that such things are sold out of the family
to which they belonged for the past 100-150 years.
Cassie shown above was the grandmother
of the woman who's estate was being sold.
Here, let me share~
who was the father of the woman who passed.
Cassie's book from when she was 10 years old.
This book was from Cassie's father, the great grandfather of the woman who passed. I can't believe her children didn't want it!
Through the address and the correlating obituary,
I was able to find a short lineage of the family
which I have printed off and will keep with the books.
At least if they are sold off at my estate,
there will be some account of where they came from.
Also among the wares for sale
were these beautiful whites.
(I have not washed or pressed them yet
as I want to take my time and be careful with them.)
It probably sounds silly to some of you,
but I love the tattered apron.
I imagine it began as the "good" apron
then got demoted with age but perhaps
had sentimental value since it was kept and handed down.
I don't mean for this to be a sorrowful post,
but if you have family mementos,
I would like to suggest that perhaps you go through them now
while you have options.
Talk with family members and find out who might be interested
in protecting the family heirlooms.
Also valuable would be to add a little hand written note
as to the memory of it and its origin.
I sure do appreciate the quality of olden items
and the stories of the hands that held them,
but I can't be a museum for them all.
This might seem a little odd for a blog,
but I would love to hear (read) if you have a special
family item and the memory that accompanies it.
I think those who ponder through this post
might also enjoy reading it.
~Blessings~
And if you are interested in my latest YouTube posts:
This is the Utilities: Easy to Extreme series.
Thank you so much for sharing your peek in to Cassie's life. I would have been hours and hours at a sale like that. Your post is timely as I have been thinking more and more about how our family "bond" has weakened over the generations and I do not know who of the current generation of grands would have any interest in the few things that have come down our family line. I know my son (an only child) would not even be able to pick out the items in my home that have a family connection. (Hopefully he will find the notes I've tucked on at least some of them.) As for your inquiry, the two items I have that are dear to me and hold a host of memories are my dining room table and chairs and my mother's cutting board. Both saw joy and sorrow...but I choose to focus on the good as well as I can - my mom rolling out Christmas cookies on that board, kneading bread and rolls...and then the family meals around that table where said bread, rolls and cookies were savored. The table was passed to my mother and father from my father's parents. It is simple, and the chairs are likely not original to the table, but it has served our family well... My mother treasured it and so I will as long as I am able to. ~Robin~
ReplyDeleteRecipes my aunt had some of my grandmother's recipes. My grandmother was just the best country cook
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This was such a treat to read! It is inspiring to know you have an abundant harvest you are preserving.
ReplyDeleteThe description of the items you found at the estate sale is very interesting and also sad. It is too bad there wasn't anyone in the family to keep everything.
I appreciate all the things you bought. The apron and old books are charming.
I have a grandfather clock. It was paid to my great-great grandfather in lieu of wages by a farmer he worked for. My family lived in a small cottage and the clock was too tall to fit in the room, so they dug a hole in the floor to stand it in. The bottom of the case rotted because of the damp, so it was eventually cut off. It passed to my great-grandfather, then to my grandmother. She was going to leave it to my oldest aunt, but when my aunt told her son that it would eventually pass to him he said that he didn't want it and would just sell it. My aunt was so horrified that she asked my grandmother to make sure that it went to someone else, so it ended up with my mother and eventually with me. I have dated it to around 1810 and it is the beating heart of my home. The bottom has never been repaired. It stands on bits of wood to keep it level. I have toyed with getting it repaired, but it is part of its history and I don't have the heart to change it.
ReplyDeleteThat is an amazing story! So glad it has come to you. I also love that it's not been "repaired." I would not have thought of digging a hole to make a clock fit in the house (heehee) - they were pretty ingenious!
DeleteBeautiful finds from a time we will never experience again. CrochetbytheSea2008
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