A Grandmother's Kitchen

Powdered fingers and nose,

Apron tied ‘round her waist,

Busy fingers plump dough,

In her care-free haste.

Her smile smoothes her wrinkles,

Bringing a twinkle to her eye,

While the kettle sings gently,

Her hands always ply.

Cookies fresh from the oven,

Windowsill full of pies,

While the fresh morning breeze,

Cool the sweets with a sigh.

A song on her lips,

Skirts rustle around,

Bustling feet turn gaily,

Ne’er sweeter a sound.

Come remember these moments,

So warm and so dear,

Of Gran’ in the kitchen,

Comfort-sounds ever near.

~Anna Michael~

The Art of Crafting Jewelry

Thanks to my Grandmommy she seems to be able to fix anything, even if it means re-working a whole string of pearls.

The lock seems to be the most difficult part, but Grandmommy always seems to find a way.

I love watching her work! She is so intent on her work, making sure each piece is correct.

Thanks, Grandmommy! You did a wonderful job, and I had tons of fun taking pictures!