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
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Lovely post! My parents had one of those great apple-processors in your photo, and wanted me to have it. I declined, because I never had so many apples, or uniform apples, that I could bear to see the little bits of wasted fruit....Later I regretted my refusal.
The photo with the quote: perfect. My kids loved those Estes books.
Hi, I love your blog and your readings. I think you will like this post. Also the talk that they refer to in the post is amazing!!!
Thank you GrechenJoanna! I've never read this author before and am really enjoying this book!
Thanks for the link, Dessi! I like her blog a lot and will get a lot out of the link that you sent, I know!
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