Sunday, February 17
The way Mama could peel apples! A few turns of the knife and there the apple was, all skinned! Jane could not take her eyes from her mother's hands. They had a way of doing things, peeling apples, sprinkling salt, counting pennies that fascinated her. Jane sighed. Her mother's peelings fell off in lovely long curls, while, for the life of her, Jane couldn't do any better than these thick little chunks which she popped into her mouth. Moreover, it took her as long to peel one apple as for Mama to do five or six. Would she ever get so she could do as well?"
Posted by MamaBirdEmma at 4:46 PM