Tuesday, August 14, 2007

Vintage Apron and Chokecherries


I was able to snag this vintage apron at one of those great yard sales where you buy cheap stuff to take home and put with all the other stuff you buy at yard sales, to keep the stuff you already have company until you have way too much stuff and decide to have a yard sale to get rid of all that stuff. But hey, it was only 25 cents!!! THE APRON BOOK by EllynAnne Geisel has graced a special place in my kitchen since it found it's way into my home. I love the photos and the book reminds me of those days from yesteryear...yes..I do remember yesteryear when all moms and grandmas wore aprons. This example is practically a complete coverup apron, sort of like the hospital gowns with that slit down the entire back. But having worn those a time or two, I can assure you that this affords more coverage and it has a great long tie in the back that can be tied into a bow. From what I can determine, it appears to be made from flour sack fabric and our mom used to make all of our summer clothes from those pretty flour sacks. I have a small collection of these aprons, but they have to be special and cheap before I break down and add it to my "stuff".
Today, August 14th, is my brother's birthday and he is a year younger than he thought which means he is really getting older because he can't remember how old he is. Happy Birthday!! From the time he was a baby, I remember our family packing up the ol' family car with a picnic lunch and paper bags to head out to the mountains. We always went up the Poudre canyon in northern Colorado to pick chokecherries on my brother's birthday. Mom would labor over the hot stove and put that wonderful chokecherry jelly in jars for the toast and peanut butter sandwiches. Yummy!! So today being August 14th, the Mr. and I packed a lunch, loaded up skinny bitch and beagle butt and headed out to find the chokecherry patch. We are fortunate to have an abundance of those around here in the forest and spent a wonderful day gatherin' berries for our toast on those snowy mornings this winter.

1 comment:

Unknown said...

My grandma always had a treat in her apron pocket. *snif*