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Grandpa's Woods 
 
May 1, 2011 11:57 am 
Updated: May 3, 2011 3:12 am
They say April showers bring May flowers.  I guess there's some merit to that old saying.  When I was a kid I loved going to Grandma and Grandpa's house.  They lived on a farm; not the kind that had animals (that would have been over the top!) but a vegetable farm. Grandpa made maple syrup as well, hundreds of gallons of the liquid gold. 

I spent many hours of my youth in Grandpa's corn fields and bean fields.  But where I spent the most time was with one of his dogs exploring the woods where all those maple sugar trees were.  I could spend hours squatting beside a mud puddle trying to catch frogs, or just walking thru the woods daydreaming.  I can still hear Grandma calling my name as she made her way thru the woods looking for me - it was dinner time and I'd been gone all day. 

More often than not she'd find me somewhere near the big ravine that was covered in bluebells and trilliums.  These pictures are transplants from that very place.  When my husband and I bought our house Grandpa trudged up to his old woods, long since sold but still standing just the same, and dug me up a bunch of those bluebells and trilliums.  We planted them down by the creek and 25 years later they are still there.  There are only 6 lonely little trillium plants amongst hundreds of bluebells.  The bluebells are everywhere, threatening to take over that end of our yard.  I say let them have the real estate - every time I pull into my driveway and look toward the creek in the Spring I think of Grandpa and Grandma.  And those are good thoughts.  Good thoughts that turn into more good memories of my childhood.   I hope that one day my children will purchase a home and ask for a few of those bluebells down by the creek. 
 
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Missy checking out the flowers
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Mangel 
May 1, 2011 1:23 pm
What a wonderful walk down memory lane, Mother Ann! I have similar precious memories of my grandparents and growing up on the farm. I came home yesterday from visiting my grandma in the hospital to find my Spirea bush in full, glorious, pure white bloom and the Honeysuckle on the backyard fence is fully green and just waiting for some humidity to bud into that thick heady scent. Spring is here, finally, I know 'cuz the spirea told me so;)
 
May 1, 2011 1:54 pm
Aww.. That's beautiful mother Ann.. I wish I had something like that for memories too but my maternal grand parents live with me.. And my paternal grandparents, a few lanes away... But it's great having them around me :)
 
May 1, 2011 2:12 pm
Mother Ann, I started to tear up, that was so beautiful ~ I guess also because I have similar memories of time spent with my Grandparents and on their farm. Thanks for sharing that, and bringing me back to my own sweet memories for a few minutes.
 
May 1, 2011 2:35 pm
Mangel - the smell of honeysuckle! Now there's another memory for me. Funny how smells can evoke such memories!
 
May 1, 2011 2:37 pm
Cuppycake - you are very lucky to have your grandparents nearby! Mine didn't live too far away - just the next town over. They are all gone now and some days I really miss them.
 
May 1, 2011 2:38 pm
CC glad I could send you down Memory Lane for a short while.
 
May 1, 2011 3:03 pm
Ahhh, beautiful! My grandmother had the best smelling yard around - I wish I had pulled up some of her bulbs before my mom sold her house. I was a teen & not interested in flowers like I am now.
 
May 1, 2011 3:18 pm
Most of my flowers are from someone else's yard. I have trumpet vine from my grandma; irises from my mother-in-law and mother; black-eyed susan from a friend and blackberries from a friend as well.
 
May 1, 2011 4:54 pm
You have presented a beautiful picture, Mother Ann! I have memories of Bluebells and Trilliums (especially Trilliums) but they are of my mother trying to protect them from her rambunctious baseball fetching sons! As you have done, some were transplanted here and then it was my turn to protect them!
 
May 1, 2011 4:57 pm
Another spring flower that suffered the consequences of baseball season was the May Apple that grew among the Trillium. Their large umbrella leaves were the perfect hiding spot for a fugitive baseball.
 
Mamaw1 
May 1, 2011 6:33 pm
Thanks for the memories shared. Sadly, too many children grow up never having any experiences with nature, or with loving grandparents. A woods is not a woods without beautiful spring surprises, spring delights! Glad you have some living memories to pass on.
 
May 2, 2011 5:43 am
Mike - I can't tell you often I had to tell my son to get out of my flowers! Sometimes I think he batted those balls there on purpose, just to hear me yell. We have May Apples in our woods here, but they're safe from any baseballs - their danger was the BMX bikes after my son and his friends thought up the grand idea of building a track in the woods. Come to think of it, there may not be any May Apple's left up there!
 
May 2, 2011 5:45 am
Mamaw - One of the reasons we bought our house was because of the woods and the bubbling creek flowing thru the yard. Both my husband and I grew up with nature and we wanted to be sure our kids would get to do the same. The same with grandparents - but our kids really lucked out. Both sets of grandparents lived in the country and my husband's father always had animals in his barn - goats, horses, chickens, and sometimes a pig or a cow.
 
May 2, 2011 1:54 pm
Mother Ann you always make me smile when I read your blogs. My Nana has long since given up the farm before I was even born but everytime I see hydrangeas I think of her. She has this HUGE bush in front of her front windows of the house and they turn this most beautiful deep blue and deep purple you have ever seen. Thanks for making me think of her, I think I'm going to give her a call !!! (my Nana is 90 but acts likes she's 20)!!!!
 
May 2, 2011 2:59 pm
Great blog! My husband and I live in the house he grew up in and his parents built in the late 1930's. He was born in the 1950's. The rhubarb patch they started, and the lilac bushes (now trees) have been here for over 60 years. Our patch of day-lilies and daisies were planted by them in the 1950's and every spring I am so happy to see them begin peeking through once the snow is gone. Soon those lilacs will also be in full bloom w/ smells that are amazing ~~ at least until the first big wind or rain following their blossoming. So many memories!!
 
May 3, 2011 3:11 am
dragonfly - Your grandma sounds alot like mine was. When she was 84 we had a cook-out for the 4th of July. It was so stinking hot my husband made up a "slip'n slide" for the kids out of an old sheet of plastic. My Grandma played on it, too! I have a hydrangea that has never once bloomed, in 5 years. Last year it was bigger than it ever had been before; my fingers are crossed for this year.
 
May 3, 2011 3:12 am
chris k - my parents live in the house my mom grew up in. I forgot about my lilac bush - I have a little piece of Grandma's lilac bush. The best part? The huge "tree" I got it off of died so all that's left is what I have.
 
 
 
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Mother Ann

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I've been married for 32 years, and live in Ohio. We have a daughter who is married and lives nearby. Our son graduated from college and moved to South Dakota. He has his own place but still goes to visit my sister and brother-in-law and have dinner with them occasionally. We have a black lab that gets to go duck hunting with dad, 2 cats, 2 cockatiels. We own a Mexican restaurant and are learning alot about the food industry. I love to eat, go camping, read, spend time with family and friends, watch movies, and drink wine; not necessarily in that order.
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I love to bake - anything chocolate is fine with me. Seafood, chicken dishes and slow-cooker fare.
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My husband and I enjoy cooking together with wine. We pop open a bottle of wine and get cooking. :-)
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Whenever I can put together a meal that gets many compliments and leaves the diners satisfied is a triumph in my book! I love to cook meals for family and friends.
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When I was first married we had my grandparent's-in-law over for a pot roast dinner. The meat came out great, but the potatoes and carrots were still half raw. My husband's grandfather went to cut his fork into a carrot and it flew off his plate. He looked at me, winked, and said he loved his carrots that way!
 
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