Thursday, March 31, 2011

Apron Anyone?

I think there are people who are apron people and people who just aren't.  I love aprons!  I wish I could say I was better at wearing one.  I usually wear one all day when I am canning.  I do have fond memories of people I love in an apron.  One of my sweet friends who is an apron person posted this apron poem on her blog one time.  It really is very sweet.  It makes me happy every time I read it.  I will be wearing this little beauty this weekend.  I always like to bake for conference.  I found it here. They really do have the cutest aprons I have ever seen!

Grandma's Apron

I don't think our kids know what an apron is.
The principal use of Grandma's apron was to protect the dress underneath, because she only had a few, it was easier to wash aprons than dresses and they used less material, 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 wood 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 been shelled, 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-folk 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 many purposes.
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.
They would go crazy now trying to figure out how many germs were on that apron.
I never caught anything from an apron…But Love. (Author Unknown)


The Great Lakes of NY said...

Nicole, you are adorable and amazing and inspiring and talented and many more adjectives! I wish I was your neighbor. Seriously!

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