Potpourri...25º

Flag Amid Snowflakes 

Yesterday Herb and I enjoyed a quiet day in our warm home as we watched the weather change from rain to heavy wet snow and back again several times throughout the day...A big change from the warm dry weather of the past week...Late afternoon we, in one of the "big flake" storms treated the girls "mules" to carrots, conversation and company...They were very appreciative.

We arrived back home to the smells of a typical Sunday dinner of chicken, baked potatoes, salad and cherry crisp...Brings to mind Sunday dinners when I was a kid, growing up on a farm in Idaho.

Sunday dinners were often planned around chicken...Baby chicks that Mom had ordered in early spring arrived at the postoffice in cardboard boxes with holes all around...Normally we picked our mail up about once a week but when the chick order was slated to arrive we checked in everyday...We didn't have a phone...We hurried home with the "peeping, chirping" boxes of chicks, usually about 50 Chickens...In a few months we had roosters (fryers) to eat and hens for our supply of farm fresh eggs both for our family and to sell for added income.

I can hear my Dad's voice now as we sat at the breakfast table, on a warm summer morning..."Blanche, how many chickens do you want me to kill this morning?" "Joe, they aren't very big yet, so figure 1/2 chicken per person, that would be?" and the conversation went on from there...Soon the barnyard was filled with the sounds of squawking chickens, then the sound of the axe, whack, whack whack!..Then the sight of headless chickens flopping squirting blood everywhere as they died, kettles of water heated over a wood fire and Mona and I waiting and ready to start plucking feathers so Mom could begin the gutting and cleaning process...Mid afternoon on Sunday we sat down to a dinner of fried chicken, mashed potatoes with milk gravy, fresh veggies from the garden and one of Mom's unforgettable pies.

This was the era when Americans had been promised prosperity.. dailyreckoning.com/a-chicken-in-every-pot-and-a-car-in-every-gara. Which was shortly followed by the Great Depression of 1932...Will our Country ever learn from passed history?.  Hugs...OWAV:)