Love the scent of lemon peel as you cut them, the oil on your fingers is summer even though the leaves are just beginning to turn. Fall arrives this week. Fresh squeezed lemonade = childhood in July. Time to juice a couple. Enjoy one of the last summery days. My mother used one – hard to tell them apart. More scratches on the bottom age it I guess. See a cool photo of reamers covering a wall to hide the ugly wallpaper http://judy-smith.com/glass.html The serious collectors http://reamers.org/ meet for conventions. Do you even wonder how people start a collection?
- Trying to make summer last by squeezing lemons
Beautiful – brought back happy memories of my mother making lemonade. Love the light in the picture! Conjures up a gentle, lovely time!
The photo of your granddaughter is picture perfect!! Sweet!!!!
Ruth, what a spectacular photograph! Within it there are memories of happy days 75 years ago when Mother made treats for her children while we lived on a farm. She, as you are, was beautiful person.
Thank you, very much indeed, for sending this along to me.
Love, Sheldon
Hello again Ruth! I love this photo. Also, the goblet in the background reminds me of a set given to me and Kevin as a wedding gift from my grandparents. The goblets were given to them when they were married in the 40s. Do you know much about yours? Why does the term Fostoria ring a bell . . . or is that something else my grandma passed on to me! Anyway, thank you for sharing.
This really does bring lots of memories. Mom made lemonade almost every Sunday but especially on holidays. Thanks for the memories.