If you are new to the story, go back in the previous blog posts to find out about Evelyn & Williams's story.
"Make hay while the sun shines" Willaim said "and it's going to be a hot one today." Eveyln watched as the men hooked up the wagon to the tractor and headed out to the field. Evelyn thought about the heat and labor involved this day to feed the herd over the winter. She set her tea pot to boil and started making a refreshing jug of iced tea. While that was brewing, Evelyn and Dorothy started making a big lunch for the men. "Our men and 3 hired hands all hungry, we have our work cut out for us today. We better get cookin'" Dorothy said.
Evelyn enjoyed Dorothy's company. Dorothy was a talker, she shared all kinds of helpful tid bits with Evelyn while they worked. As they peeled and put potatoes on to boil, Dorothy told Evelyn her plans for the meal. "Let's whip up a batch of oatmeal cookies first. You can take them out to the field with the iced tea for a nice little snack." "Let see, potato salad, garden salad, fried chicken, biscuits and gravy," Dorothy was making her list. "Oh, and we can't forget about strawberry short cake." The two women worked together like a well oiled machine. "Evelyn, I don't know what I did without you. Since grandma's passing, it's been just me. I'm so happy to have you here. William is a lucky man." Evelyn turned and wiped a tear as she thought of her own mother and time spent with her in the kitchen. "O.k. honey, take those warm cookies and iced tea out to the field." Evelyn packed the picnic basket and started out to the field. "And, on your way back, stop and pick the strawberries..." Dorothy called as the old screendoor slammed shut.
Make sure to join the group, "It's a Farm Life - VIRTUAL Vintage Pop Up Sale" Saturday, June 13 at 9 am to see our vignettes and items for sale. Link here: https://www.facebook.com/events/210863716551890/
Blessings from Ringle, Wisconsin.
Yum fresh strawberries! Hope your sale is an awesome one! Janice
ReplyDeleteI remember the haying days well...nothing beats the smell of fresh cut hay. Thanks for the memories! ~Robin~
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