Sunday, October 20, 2013

Memories

Every time I see a log cabin,it reminds me of the time when I was young, we went to visit a friend of mom and dad's.  But I only have very vague memories...and I would dearly love to remember all of the visit.

He lived in an actual old log cabin.  I remember feeling like I was entering another world.  I was only inside the cabin for a little bit, but I remember feeling that the ceiling was lower than normal.  I felt closed in...I don't remember any windows.  There were things hanging from the ceiling.  I don't remember what all, but I think there were some plants hung upside down to dry.

Being a kid, I was sent outside to play...I remember being told to watch for snakes.  There was a great, big old evergreen tree in the front yard...just something about the memories I have make me think of Santa Claus....I think the man had a long white beard, so maybe that is why.  I think he was married, but I don't remember his wife.

I know he had bees...remember walking over to this building and inside was all kinds of frames...I think that is what they are called but not sure.  I am talking about the part of a bee hive that the honey is on.  I just remember think there was sooooo many...and he was building more...and the barn/building they were in was so light and airy compared to the log cabin. He also opened up a bee hive and pulled out one of the frames to show us the honey on it...I don't remember how close we were to it, but he did not put on any protective clothing that I can remember.  And he wasn't getting the honey...he was just showing it to us.

Well those are my memories for today...they are vague but I think of that place fairly often.  I always wonder just how accurate I am remembering it.  I also wonder what else I did while I was there.  I remember it is being nestled in close to the side of the hill/mountain.  Woods were all around.  And seems like we looked out over a little overgrown bottom to the building where he build his beehives.  And I cannot remember the beehives....just remember him pulling a frame out of one and the bees buzzing around him, but not really mad.

And one last thought--when was the last time you warned a child to watch out for snakes?

12 comments:

Blackberry Lane said...

Interesting memory of the man in the little cabin.

Sandra said...

I love this cabin, where did you find it. i could be happy in there if it had a potty inside, electric and wifi and AC..
enjoyed your memories and i have often wondered if mine are what i truly saw or heard or if i have changed them...

Judy said...

What a neat cabin Rose. I love your stories. I've often wonder the same thing when I'm remembering something :)

EG CameraGirl said...

I too wonder if my memories are true to what really happened, especially when I talk to my sister who remembers most things very differently.

People who live/lived in log cabins live so differently from so many people in my area. Most people now want tons of luxuries, a lot of which they think are necessities.

Susan said...

What a lovely memory, even if it is vague in your mind. I would love to have my own cabin to escape to.

Betsy Adams said...

Great memories, Ruth... I too have 'partial' memories from my childhood... Amazing what our minds remember --and what we don't remember!

I've never lived too many places where we had to worry about snakes (thank goodness)....

Hugs,
Betsy

George said...

These are wonderful memories. When I lived in North Carolina, I had a friend who lived back in the mountains and kept bees. We would always get our honey from him. He never wore protective clothing either.

Montanagirl said...

Wonderful memories. And that little cabin is just too cute.

don said...

It's very interesting to hear of your early experiences.
Some bee keepers regard their bees as friendly and they don't seem to sting unless provoked some way.

CDH said...

That is a great little cabin.
Always remind everyone to watch for snakes around here. Just watch for the ones that rattle! Yipes! :)

Ginny said...

It would be so cool if you could find this place again!!! Log cabins are cool, but I would never want to live in one, only visit like you did.

Carletta said...

My husband's niece lived in a log cabin when she first got married. I told her I loved it. She hated it. She was too girly:) I can remember my Dad taking out the frames to check the honey on my Grandparents farm.
I tell MYSELF to watch for snakes all the time. :)

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