Sunday, May 26, 2013

Treasure Hunting

My friend LaDonna LOVES going to yard sales! She refers to yard sale shopping as Treasure Hunting, and every time she has asked me to go,  I have politely declined. Not because I don't enjoy yard sales - oh I do! I just think they should begin at noon or so.

I'm not a lazy person - except on Saturday mornings. Saturday morning is MY time - to be quiet and sit on the porch and have coffee and do nothing...but be quiet and sit on the porch and have coffee. Getting up at the first crack of daylight - without coffee - to go dig through someone else's 'stuff' does not fit well with my Saturday morning routine.

At some point early last week I decided to go Treasure Hunting with LaDonna and that this was the weekend to do so. I got together with my friend and we formulated a fool-proof plan for success. I won't go into detail except to say that this plan included pizza and ice cream and falling asleep watching TV Friday night and some fast food joint liquid that barely passed for coffee in the wee early hours of Saturday morning.

I have no idea how many miles we traveled, how many neighborhoods we visited, or how many yards we raided. For about ten bucks a piece we ended up with a pretty decent haul. We  each caught some good deals on some pre-loved stuff for our own collections at a fraction of Manufacturer's Suggested Retail Price and at the end of our trip I felt ever so rich! Not because I got that little red-yellow-blue & green tool box that reminds me of my Mom (for practically nothing!) or because the set of still-new-with-tags-on-them kitchen towels were only a quarter...those were great bargains but I found something more!

I found that while really good pizza might taste better paired with a really good cabernet, it tastes better yet when shared with a really good friend and really good conversation. I found that shivering while eating ice cream, and laughing about it on the way home, probably burns all the calories right out of the ice cream - and if it doesn't,
it's ok: the sun will still come up. I found that I can actually survive a day on one cup of lousy coffee.

And I found that some things work better when they're broken - like the quiet of a Saturday morning broken by the sounds of friendship.

And that is a treasure worth hunting.

Ginger B. Schneider
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Friday, May 24, 2013

Decoration Day

“In Memoriam” by Miss Sophie B. Steel
I saw a post yesterday on Facebook that said "Memorial Day...in case you thought it was National BBQ Day." The accompanying image of a young lady lying atop a flag-decorated grave has lingered in my mind since I viewed it.

For many Americans, Memorial Day has become the offical commencement of summer - the three day weekend of beach trips and barbeque parties. Perhaps we need a reminder of what this "holiday" is all about.

Originally known as Decoration Day, this is a day of remembrance for those who have died in service of our nation. Research suggests that, even before the end of the Civil War, Southern women were forming groups and decorating the graves of Fallen Soldiers. A hymn published in 1867, "Kneel Where Our Loves are Sleeping" by Nella L. Sweet carried the dedication "To The Ladies of the South who are Decorating the Graves of the Confederate Dead" (Source: Duke University's Historic American Sheet Music, 1850-1920).

In May of 1966, President Lyndon B.Johnson offically declared Waterloo NY 'the' birthplace of Memorial Day, though it would be impossible to define the actual origin of the day. The official place of origin is not so important - what is important is that Memorial Day was established as a day to honor those who literally gave their all for our country.

Decoration Day was officially proclaimed in May 1868 by General John Logan, national commander of the Grand Army of the Republic, as a day of remembrance for the soldiers who lost their lives in the Civil War. It was first observed on 30 May 1868, when the graves of both Union and Confederate soldiers at Arlington National Cemetery were decorated with flowers. By 1890 the holiday was recognized by all of the northern states however, many in the South refused to acknowledge the National Holiday, honoring their dead on separate days until after World War I, when the holiday changed from honoring only Civil War soldiers to honoring Americans who died fighting in any war.

In 1971 Congress passed the National Holiday Act, and Memorial Day is now celebrated in almost every State on the final Monday in May. It is interesting to note that several Southern states have additional days set aside for honoring the Confederate war dead: *January 19 in Texas
*April 26 in Alabama, Florida, Georgia, and Mississippi
*May 10 in South Carolina
*June 3 (Jefferson Davis' birthday) in Louisiana and Tennessee.

Sadly, traditional observance of Memorial day has diminished over the years as Americans rush the stores for charcoal and hot dogs in prepartion for the long weekend. Too many Americans have forgotten the meaning and traditions of Memorial Day and too many have failed to impart the significance of the day to our young citizens. At too many cemeteries, the graves of fallen Soldiers are neglected or ignored altogether. Too many people have forgotten proper flag etiquette. (On Memorial Day the flag of the United States is raised briskly to the top of the staff and then solemnly lowered to the half-staff position, where it remains only until noon.It is then raised to full-staff for the remainder of the day. The half-staff position remembers the more than one million men and women who have given their lives in service of our country. At noon their memory is raised by the living, who resolve not to let their sacrifice be in vain, but to rise up in their stead and continue the fight for liberty and justice for all.) While most cities and towns hold parades for one reason or another, many have not held a Memorial Day parade in decades. In 2004, Washington D.C. held its first Memorial Day parade in over 60 years.

But there are still those who remember. Since 1948, on the Thursday before Memorial Day, the soldiers of the 3rd U.S. Infantry Regiment - the “Old Guard” - have placed small American flags in front of each of the more than 300,000 gravestones at Arlington National Cemetery. Each flag is planted precisely one foot in front of a grave marker and perfectly centered. These Soldiers then patrol the cemetery 24 hours a day throughout the weekend to ensure that each flag remains standing.

To help remind Americans of the true meaning of Memorial Day, the "National Moment of Remembrance" resolution was passed in Dec 2000; it asks that, at 3 p.m. local time, all Americans "voluntarily and informally observe in their own way a Moment of Remembrance and Respect, pausing from whatever they are doing for a moment of silence or listening to 'Taps." The Moment of Remembrance is a step in the right direction to returning the meaning back to the day.

As a nation we need to come together to remember, reflect and honor those who have given their lives in service to our country. As Citizens we need to return to the solemn, sacred spirit of Decoration Day.



Tuesday, May 21, 2013

GRitS & Sun Tea



 My Mama knew all about GRitS - after all, she was one! And she knew all about Sun Tea, and she made the best there was!

When I say GRitS, I'm not referring to that buttery, delicious dish served with fried eggs or catfish (although Mama knew all about those too) I'm referring to GRitS - Girls Raised in the South. Mama was one, and even though we really weren't, growing up in Idaho, she raised her little girls up just like we were GRitS too.

We had chores and we did them, and we liked them whether we liked them or not. Spring cleaning happened every Saturday. Cooking supper wasn't something you did - it was something you did right. And the best way to make tea was to put it in an old wide-mouthed gallon pickle jug and set it in the sun on a warm, bright morning.

I remember carrying that jug outside, full to the top with cold well water and paper tea bags, and running off to play with my Sissy. Ever so often one of us would go back and check the jug - still clear - golden yellow - rich amber - and finally, after an eternity of waiting, the Sun Tea was ready to take inside. With all the patience of a fox on a coon hunt, Sissy & I would wait while Mama fished out the tea bags, squeezing each one, but not hard enough to pop them open, and stirred in just the right amount of sugar with her long-handled wooden spoon.

Mmmm...just thinking about it makes me thirsty for an ice cold jar!

Yes Ma'am... GRitS and Sun Tea are at the center of some of my best childhood memories. Now where did I put that old pickle jug?

MAMA'S SUN TEA RECIPE

6 Regular Tea Bags
Water
A Glass Gallon Jug with Lid
About 1 Cup of Sugar
A Sunny Day
Ice

Fill jug to about one inch from the top with fresh water. Drop in tea bags; cover. The best tea is made in the morning and steeps in the sun for about 4 hours. Properly served over ice and in a mason jar. Quilted Gingham Jar Coozie available in my Etsy shop!


Sunday, May 19, 2013

Down On The Farm

I'm just going to step out on a limb here and admit I've really stepped out on a limb here.

I've been crafting and 'making stuff' for as long as I can remember. I've always been the one who gives the Home Made gifts at birthdays and Christmas - sometimes because money was tight, but always because I want to give something personal. One year it might be embroidered hankies, the next, cookie mix in a jar. This year's gifts might come off the stove, next year's might come off the table saw.

Year after year after wedding after baby shower I always heard the same "Ooh! You should be selling these!" So I took that to heart, finally, and opened my shop on Etsy. I didn't spend hours in research & development.  I didn't gather together with my accountant and marketing consultants. I just did what I do, took pictures of it, wrote a little about it, and opened Ginson's Farmhouse Chic.

And now I drive a Porsche.

Not even. I still have to bathe the dogs and feed the livestock and cook & do laundry. And that's a good thing, because those are the things I love. Over the years I've learned a few tricks,  perfected a few dishes, and come across some really fun crafts.  Pour yourself a mason jar full of iced tea and join me...
Down On The Farm!




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