The shaft of wheat reminds me of our wheat fields and going through the field grabbing one shaft and eating the wheat as I walked to my grandmothers.house . Today it seems that those days were so important to me, love of the land animals and being taught that you didn't waste anything. That land had to sustain the family year round. There was no electric at the "old house" the power company would not string wire because it was the only house even my grandmother was forever till they strung wire so she had electric. There were.no computers or video games, your play was outside for the most part and somehow working which we thought was playing until we got older, was how you spent your day . When they combined the lunches were taken to the field and table clothes put on the ground then the food. It was a huge meal and they could really eat when they stopped to have lunch. Much different than today's world with machinery that is enclosed with heat and air conditioning. Remembering the wonderful smells of the bread making and baking one day a week ..I got the job of making the butter for the the bread. Wow memories.

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