It's medicine for my soul to walk over the farm where my grandparents lived, the place of some of my fondest childhood memories. We live a distance so trips are infrequent and short, I have to soak up all the goodness I can when we do go. The screen door that leads into the service porch, what Southerners call the room where we keep our deep freeze, is old and creaky.... just the way it should be at an old farmhouse. The screen is giving way around the door pull and if we lived there, that's one of the things I'd want to repair first. No one likes flies buzzing around the house. Summers at Grandma's the windows would all be propped up with sticks, the screen door opened first thing in the morning when she got up to fix breakfast. The night air would cool off the house so much that you'd be a little chilly when you first got up. She would have breakfast almost ready when my eyes would pop open and Grandpa would be calling for me to get up. Sleepyhead, summer lay before me like a rainbow quilt. The best thing about summer was doing nothing--- all.day.long. Grandson Gavin starts his summer vacation this week. He is looking forward to sleeping late, going to bed way past his bedtime and doing nothing. Some things never change!
This sounds just like when I visited my grandmother in the summers. Thanks for the memories!
ReplyDeleteNo ac, very little tv and it was still my favorite place to be in the summertime!
DeleteOh, and if that screen door squeaks, all the better!
ReplyDeleteoh yeah, it had to go "creeeek!"
DeleteI love this post! These were so much like our summers as children and visiting our grandmother in Ohio. That's what we did also..awoke to summer mornings, with breakfast ready, the back porch screen door slamming shut, windows open letting a cool summer morning fill that big ole house and just playing all day....wonderful times weren't they?
ReplyDeleteThese memories are precious to me and I think of them when I'm with my own GRANDS. Doing simple things are what they remember most!
DeleteUp here the plan is to do away with the long summer holiday. I think it's a shame. That long 2 months allowed a lot of growth and change, outside the constraints of the classroom.
ReplyDeleteI agree, the kids need the break and the teachers TOO!
DeleteI can picture Mother bending over those creaking hinges with the oil can ... ohhhhh, can I relate to this share, Joy. It is theraputic to visit the old homes, yet the tears flow. Lovely share. Enjoy your grandson makinghis own memories.
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Deleteoh, thanks for this memory. the farmhouse where i spent my first 13 yrs had an old wooden screen door with a big old spring to let it slam behind you! wow. great memory.
ReplyDeleteIsn't it funny that the sound brings us such happiness years later?
DeleteI have many of these same wonderful memories myself!! I want to put a screen door on my front porch, just because I think living in the country and having one is a must!! :-)
ReplyDeleteI hope your week is off to a good start!!
I need one too, just doesn't "go" with the house we live in ;-(
DeleteI have similar fond memories! Also fond memories of hours spent on a real porch, just outside that screen door.
ReplyDeleteWe still set outside on summer nights, just like when I was a kid. I love to listen to the crickets and enjoy the cool night air...
DeleteSome day perhaps I'll do nothing...:)JP
ReplyDeleteMy dream too...
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