Like Mother, Like Daughter
I hope I can pass down to my daughter as much as I have learned from my mother and Granny. It isn’t everyday that you get to be able to capture a picture quite like this! And, boy, do I sure feel blessed to have these women and my daughter in this picture with me! So many wonderful memories have been made between us and I appreciate every minute that we get to spend together the 4 of us! Most of the time our time entails some learning,
whether it is baking, cooking, sewing, from stories about the community to how manage the farm. There is usually some aspect of our visits that involve some teaching from the family. Some may think that would get old, but I love it! There is SO much to learn from the older generations and how they grew up doing things around the farms and ranches. My Granny, who is pictured on the right, grew up in a rural community and continues to live in the same community as she grew up in and raised her family, talk about strong ties.
When we go down to visit Granny it is like being in a farming/ranching oasis, at least for me, because there is NO cell phone service and dial-up internet. Who knew it still existed right?!? =P You think our high speed is slow sometimes, try doing anything on dial-up. Any who, being unplugged for how every long we are there is sometimes just what I need, for a mental and physical reset. Being able to connect and be present 100%, learning and soaking in all that I can learn while I’m with my Granny and mom is such a special time. I hope I can pass down some of these traditions to our girl and keep these stories alive. So many great stories get told during each baking or cooking session, talking about friends or family members who had the recipe or loved when my Granny would make the recipe.
Our girl loves spending time with Granny! She looks forward to the time as much as I do. The things she learns at Granny’s she remembers and still talks about even though we were down since this summer; from picking apples in the apple orchard, to finding 1 dead mouse(YES, just
one, we looked for more but EJ was sure there was just one), to learning how to play the pump organ, to riding a neighbor’s horse who she has named her stick horse after, to always looking forward to the infamous Caramel Corn that Granny makes. These moments have left an impact on her and I feel will stay with her for a long time, from how much she talks about the memories now.
This week we learned how to make Cream Candy, which unfortunately is a family recipe, so I don’t think I will be sharing on my blog, but not to tease y’all, it is darn good! Hearing the story behind making Cream Candy was so neat. It is similar to fudge, but white, but Granny had us get out the beaters to use to whip it up, while telling the story how her mom just to use whip it by hand. Which blew my mind, because here I am with my electric mixer on high beating it probably for about 5 mins or so, while my great grandmother use to do it by hand! Would love to have seen the arm muscles on that women! Then once you are done mixing it you let it cool by folding it and to let it get thicker and have air get into the candy, which makes it harder to stir. And by the time I was done letting it cool enough to put in a pan, my arm was tired and done. To think that again my great grandmother use to mix it together and then have to do the cooling process is just amazing. The strength of these farmer/ranches is pure physical strength and has always impressed me!
Whenever our time comes to an end of the trip it is always a bummer, but knowing every moment will be cherished and remember because of stories or recipes. Then we are always excited for the next lesson we will learn next time we are together.
“Blessed be the ties that bind generations.” – Unknown