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Friday, May 10, 2013

Blackberries and Clothespins

Two things that were constants in my childhood- blackberries and clothespins.
My mother, her mother, and her mother - all southern ladies, passed these traditions down to the next generation.
They could make a blackberry cobbler with a shoe.
There was always a steady stream of laundry on the line.
Looking back, many of my memories have blackberries and/or clothespins in the background.
There was the fight with a sister that started with a simple observation- "Your teeth are purple."
My mother's instructions each day for me to "hang out the wash".  Let's just say that my heavy sighing and eye rolling did not go unnoticed.
Nor did I actually follow the instructions.  Many days, the scorned electric dryer was fired up just before my mothers return home.  Of course, the smell or the lack of  the "outside" smell gave me away every stinkin' time.
I hated that our laundry was on display for everyone to see.  For the love of gravy, what if someone saw my undies hanging out there?  Was she trying to ruin my life?
My mother now lives in the same house that my grandmother lived in.  She makes the same trek out to the clothesline each day that my grandmother did, uses the same pins.
Just beyond the clothesline is the massive row of blackberry bushes.  My kiddos now go berry pickin' at the same bushes that I did.  The same bushes that provided me with years of purple teeth.
My sister lives three doors away from my mother, 6 acres between them.  We spend our visits running back and forth between the two- often barefoot or in our jammies.
When my kiddos finally lay their heads down at night, exhausted from a day romping with the cousins, I know that they are drifting toward sleep with the scent of fresh laundry in their widdle noses....and that their teeth are tinted purple.
After years of scoffing at the wash on the line, I've come to love this image.




I have had a long love affair with the blackberry.




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30 comments:

  1. I LOVE the clothesline pictures! Makes me want to get one!

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  2. What great pictures!! love the clothespins on the line. Stoppin by from Debbie's today.

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  3. What a great post! You had me picturing everything. I love hanging our clothes out too but I did not when I was young. We have tons of blackberries in our yard and I can't wait for them to ripen.
    Visiting from Not Just a Housewife.

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  4. Great post! Your writing and photos are both beautiful. Thanks for linking up at Polish The Stars! :)

    - Megan

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  5. Hi! I saw your post over at "Serenity Now" party. Gosh, such wonderful writing AND photographs...just a joy...thanks for posting this.

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  6. We love blackberry season here thought we missed most of it this year because it was so darn hot! And my mom always hung clothes on the line and I hated it...I don't even have a clothesline at my house, though sometimes I think I should get my hubby to make one:) Lovely post! Stopping by from Serenity Now.

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  7. Those photos are gorgeous!!! I wanted to get a blackberry bush this year, and we didn't get around to it. Yours look fantastic. How lucky you are!

    Thanks so much for joining my Weekend Bloggy Reading party (and for linking back-I appreciate that!). :)

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  8. Wonderful photos. I love hanging my clothes on the line and my husband loves blackberries. I am a blueberry girl...

    Partying with you tonight.

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  9. Your images are very pretty, Kerry. Laundry hung on the line and fresh blackberries. Love 'em both! Of course, with a name like "Brambleberry" Cottage, that's a given. ;)

    Thanks for linking to Time Travel Thursday. I love having you join the fun.

    Have a wonderful weekend!
    Liz @ the Brambleberry Cottage
    http://thebrambleberrycottage.blogspot.com/

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  10. Your photos are just stunning... My grandparents used to make the best blackberry jam. Awesome on vanilla ice cream...

    Dramaqueenseams.com

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  11. Fun memories! :) I grew up in the country and have many similar memories. :) Nice photos!

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  12. Great pictures! I especially love the clothesline pics!

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  13. The picture of the blackberry is amazing! What great memories from your childhood :o)

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  14. I have a photo of my mom hanging HER grundies on the line while on vacation at her brothers house years ago. One of my fav photos of her due to the expression on her face when she saw the camera.

    ~Bliss~

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    1. I love it! My siblings and I died a thousand deaths over our undies on display!

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  15. I finally stopped hanging out clothes out because I just couldn't listen to the complaining anymore. But I have GREAT memories as well of our clothes flapping in the wind.

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    1. HA! I love the smell of sheets from the line! Thanks, Ranty One!

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  16. What beautiful memories! And how nice that your kids can run back and forth between grams and cousins!

    I love the smell of fresh laundry, blackberries not so much.

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    1. It really is a beautiful thing! I eat so many blackberries when I visit that my teeth turn purple! Thanks, Elizabeth!

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  17. This brought tears to my eyes. It's a beautiful memory of your childhood; I love that your kids and their cousins are following in your footsteps. The image of them running in between the houses barefoot is exactly what I envision when I think of summer in the south. Granted, I'm a Yankee girl, but I believe my former self lived in the deep south in a house whose huge wrap-around front porch rested underneath a weeping willow. I would like to come live with you now. Thanks.

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    1. You just described my dream home! A porch and weeping willows, aaaaah! Thank you, Steph!

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  18. Beautiful images! I love the way you captured the feelings of childhood in words and visuals, Kerry.

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    1. Thank you, Kristin! All of my memories are like snapshots.

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  19. I remember my sister and I in my grandmother's backyard waiting each other out with clothes pins on our ears.

    Dumb. We were such imbeciles.

    But that's good stuff. Wow...many moons ago.

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    1. Legends of imbeciles unite! Thanks, Carrie!

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  20. This pleases me. I have tears in my eyes.

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  21. What a beautiful story you have.. It brought me joy reading how your children now share in the same things you did as a child.. What a blessing.. Your mom and grandma sound like wonderful women!

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