Grandma's house was not to be played in.
When we arrived we walked around the yard and flowers
and peach trees and rock garden.
Oh and the crab apple tree. A Bleeding Heart Flower
was on the tour when in bloom!
mantle clock tick waiting for it to chime. Sitting on the large curved
armed sofa with the deep tuffs, and a real treat was when
The Old Farmer's step mother came in and turned on the
motion lamp for us. We would sit and stare at it for several minutes.
It was a forest fire in action!
a part of growing and learning to behave as an adult.
when we went in the house, it came out of the fridge and was cold and moist and soft.
I never seem to cook lamb, I am sure I could not do it as well as grandma.