Everyime I read one of these posts, I picture you hovering over a woodstove with a apron on, like my Grandma used to do. A table covered with flour making pies or cookies or something along that line. Pot on the stove simmering and her old farmhouse filled with the aroma of todays meal. Chickens in the yard and her flowerbed smelling of flowers.
Something wrong with that picture, you are younger than me! You are amazing with all that old time knowledge, everytime my wife reads what you are doing she is so struck with awe. I enjoy reading these posts, it brings back a memory of my Grandma.....Thanks.