Wednesday, September 1, 2010

From Sarah's cell phone

At first glance, you may think Lorelei is asleep, but glance at the hand against the door..it is just a blur of motion. This is taken in what we call the sun room of Sarah's house...the door goes out on to the deck...Sarah put this little throw rug there and the toot just loves to play with it. She uses it as a quilt to cover up her toys, etc. Today she was playing with Otto there.

I cannot seem to settle down into blogging at all...yet I don't do much else either. I guess I will eventually get back to normal, or at least what is normal for me.
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We just got a little bit of rain for the first time in ages. I cannot remember the last time we had rain. I think there has been a time or two when we got a few drops, but not enough to even make the pavement and sidewalks wet. So far, that is all this rain had done....just enough to get them damp. We have some patches in the yard that are turning brown.

That is typical of the summers here, though. I remember more summers where we would go a month with hardly needing to mow. I can probably count on one hand the number of summers where we have had to mow every week.

I see more leaves falling every day...
When the leaves start to turn, my mind automatically turns to the woods. And ginseng....pictured above for those of you who don't know what it is. It turns this golden glow in the fall...even before fall became the legal time to dig it, fall was the favorite time. It was easier to spot.

Usually on a Sunday, my mom and I would decide to head for the woods...sometimes just to be going, but more often it was to dig ginseng. If we were lucky, we got to go for 3 or 4 or 5 hours. I had this old black purse.....I used it as a pack. It had belonged to an older sister, was round like a log....probably about 6 inches in diameter and 12 or 15 inches long with a zipper across the top and a shoulder strap.

I didn't take it to put the ginseng in...ginseng went in our pockets. I used that old purse to carry our dinner in...a slice of home cured pork shoulder or sometimes plain old home cured bacon, cornbread, and an onion. I always carried some matches, but I don't remember if I carried them in that old purse or in something in my pocket. We would work our way back to this one creek, usually ending up there about half way through our hunt.

We would get out on a little gravel bar, I would hunt dried twigs and little limbs that I could break, and we would start a little fire. While the fire got going good and got hot, we would each hunt a small sapling or a tree to break a limb/twig from...you know how you do to cook marshmellow.... we would peel back the bark, sharpen an end, and spear our slice of meat on it. We would slowly turn it over the fire, till it was sizzling hot, and grease dripping from it. I can almost smell it now!

We would find a rock or something to sit and get comfortable on while we ate meat and onion and cornbread! Talk about delicious....there isn't anything better than that.

11 comments:

Carletta said...

Such a cute image! I see her other hand seems to be on Otto.

A piece of news said...

Holy cow, I want to grow up with you! What a memory you have of time with your mom. What did you do with the ginseng?

merrytait said...

Lorelei is just so cute!

We're starting to see lots of fall color here, too.

And they are predicting a cooling after that heat wave we've been having!

George said...

What great memories of trips to the woods with your mother. When I lived in North Carolina I had some friends who owned the side of a mountain and often hunted ginseng. They would collect enough to sell.
That's a cute picture of Lorelei.

don said...

Nice shot of Lorelei. The fall-is-coming leaves are starting to look familiar here too. This morning required a heavier jacket when I went out! :-)

Rose said...

Caron, we dried the ginseng and sold it later on in the winter.

EG Wow said...

I think it will take you a little time to get used to things, Rose. Transitions are difficult.

I LOVE your childhood stories. Keep telling them!

This Is My Blog - fishing guy said...

Rose: I have been in a blogging funk, maybe it will pass. Neat photo of the grand daughter and the dog.

Mary said...

Rose: Cute photo of the little whirlwind holding still briefly :-) What interesting memories you have. I'm among those who wouldn't know what to do with ginseng if I found it. It is easy to get in a blogging funk. Seems like it is the same old things day in day out. I just can't work up much enthusiasm at the moment until something happens or we go somewhere interesting and new.

Betsy from Tennessee said...

Hi Rose, I love the story of you with your Mom. That is such a great memory...

Cute picture of the Toot also... Is she adapting well to the new home??

Hugs,
Betsy

John`s Photography said...

Lovely photos and posting.

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