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Now and then.
I am not so consistant about blogging
as I ought to be.
I *am* consistant about
drinking hot beverage
and the coffee/tea is always on the hob.

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Wednesday, November 21, 2007

Aprons

I've been busy making aprons; holiday fabrics for Thanksgiving and Christmas, but eventually an apron for every season and for everyday use.
I have a small collection of thin, delicate vintage aprons, which I hang as decorations but don't dare use. I need aprons that cover everything I'm wearing! LOL! I guess it could be called a coverall, huh?

Anyway, when my cousin sent me this email it came at the perfect time. I want to share it. Then I'll go finish my Fall apron so I can wear it tomorrow!

HAPPY THANKSGIVING!
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Aprons
The principal use of Grandma's apron was to protect the dress underneath, but along with that, it served as a potholder for removing hot pans from the oven.



It was wonderful for drying children's tears, and on occasion was even used for cleaning out dirty ears .



From the chicken coop, the apron was used for carrying eggs, fussy chicks, and sometimes half-hatched eggs to be finished in the warming oven.
When company came, those aprons were ideal hiding places for shy kids.


And when the weather was cold, grandma wrapped it around her arms.



Those big old aprons wiped many a perspiring brow, bent over the hot w ood stove. Chips and kindling wood were brought into the kitchen in that apron. From the garden, it carried all sorts of vegetables. After the peas had beenshelled, it carried out the hulls. In the fall, the apron was used to bring in apples that had fallen from the trees. When unexpected company drove up the road, it was surprising how much furniture that old apron could dust in a matter of seconds.


When dinner was ready, Grandma walked out onto the porch, waved her apron, and the men knew it was time to come in from the fields to dinner.
It will be a long time before someone invents something that will replace that "old-time apron" that served so may purposes.
REMEMBER: Grandma used to set her hot baked apple pies on the window sill to cool Her granddaughters set theirs on the window sill to thaw.