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Grass smells take me home to the farm…..a rambling

April 25, 2012
The Grass Is Greener Except it wasn't, he had ...

The Grass Is Greener Except it wasn't, he had a couple of mouthfuls of the grass on my side of the fence and ambled off unimpressed. In the background a couple of other horses have their winter coats on. Just at the top of the picture you can see part of a bumper crop of rowan berries. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Lowood Cream Co.'s Cheese Factory, Yangan, Que...

Lowood Cream Co.'s Cheese Factory, Yangan, Queensland Yangan farmers and their milk carts. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

ex of high contrast in these inedible berries

ex of high contrast in these inedible berries (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Alaska wild berries from the Innoko National W...

Alaska wild berries from the Innoko National Wildlife Refuge (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Milk and cooky

Milk and cooky (Photo credit: Salim Virji)

Cutting the grass is a wonderful thing.

It announces for all

the heralding of spring.

For me,  the smell of the grass reminds me:

 of the new-mown hay 

on the farm

with the big  dark horses

pulling us children in a wagon

to watching  the men in  the fields

as they saw us approaching with their supper.

  Combined with  smell of the fresh picked berries

in the bucket to go with the fresh bread and tea

we were taking to the crew…

as they could not miss their supper

 (there was hours of work left to do)

We children had arisen early….

to milk the cows

take the milk  pour it in to two  buckets for the main house

some across the field to uncles house

then to separate the milk from the cream

while listen to the humming of the separator

as we took turns cracking the handle on the separator…

to churn the cream into  butter

to go with fresh-baked bread

to pick the berries

to bring the men in the hay-field.

I smelled all that sixty years later walking behind a power lawn mower.

By the time I finished my reminisces

the front lawn was done and half of the back yard.

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6 Comments
  1. This was awesome! I love reminiscing. You have a great way of writing. 😀

  2. I love how smells can provoke the strongest memories- grass is a good one!

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