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Friday, January 11, 2008

Memories of an Apron

Inspired by Pauline, at Writing Down The Words, I wrote the first verse in her comments and then continued later. She got me thinking about an apron my mom had when I was a very young child and which conjured all kinds of warm fuzzy feelings! I wish I had a photo of it and no googled image could ever do it justice. It shall remain locked in my mind's eye I suppose....but maybe you can see it just a little!




yellow hooped apron
red strawberries all over
mom's baking cookies

I searched and clicked
and kept hoping to see it
around my mom's waist

her young face beaming
with the promise of baking
and a mother's love

I just googled it
what did I really expect
of course it's not there

it is in my mind's eye
always safely tucked away ...
precious memories

Mother of Invention, having a sudden yearning to bake cookies with my mom.


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20 Comments:

Blogger Akelamalu said...

Precious memories indeed. x

Friday, January 11, 2008

 
Blogger GrizzBabe said...

Amazing how the simplist things can inspire the most poignant memories.

Friday, January 11, 2008

 
Blogger Jocelyn said...

Actually, I can see it perfectly, even 'tho Google failed you.

Cookies. Num.

Friday, January 11, 2008

 
Blogger GEWELS said...

I, also, can see it- AND smell the cookies baking. Chocolate chip or oatmeal?

Saturday, January 12, 2008

 
Blogger Pauline said...

Ah, MOI - such a lovely memory.

Saturday, January 12, 2008

 
Blogger Barbara said...

It's amazing what those "mind's eyes" have stored in them. I have memories of a lot of the dresses my mother wore when I was really young. I remember touching the neckline as she held me in her arms.

Saturday, January 12, 2008

 
Anonymous colleen said...

Very sweet. My mother was a waitress and always wore an apron to work. Nobody wears them anymore!

Saturday, January 12, 2008

 
Blogger storyteller said...

Lovely Haiku – it’s the simplest things that stay in our memories so vividly. Your piece reminded me of MY mom who wore an apron always when she baked or cooked. Interestingly I wrote about her recently at Sacred Ruminations, though not about her apron ;-)
Hugs and blessings,

Saturday, January 12, 2008

 
Blogger TorAa said...

Great memories it is.

I wish we could do canoeying together. I mean the 4 of us.

Saturday, January 12, 2008

 
Blogger Mother of Invention said...

Akelamalu: Funny how they pop up while reading another's blog!

Grizz: Yes, it only takes one little prod...and they unlock.

Jocelyn: You could? Thanks! It was a great apron!

Gewells: Thanks! Chocolate chip was a standard but the odd time...date filled oatmeal!

Pauline: Can't remember what post it was of yours that prompted it!

Barbara: Yes, me too..dresses, hats and perfume!

Colleen: I still do when I don't want to spil some real messy stuff or get flour on my clothes but I don't have a hoop!

Storyteller: Thanks...I'll check it out. Mom memories are sweet and such important ones to have.

Toraa: But not all in 1 canoe right?!!! We'd be tipping for sure!

Saturday, January 12, 2008

 
Blogger twilite said...

Hi MOI! Memories are made of these. Just dropping in. Great the renovation is taking shape. Sorry about the cold winter storms. Trust the weather is better these days. Take care.

Saturday, January 12, 2008

 
Blogger Absolute Vanilla (& Atyllah) said...

Beautiful memories! I don't think I ever saw my mom in an apron but I remember one I made in junior school. It was blue and white tiny checks and we had to embroider our apron with cross stitch. Since I was hopeless with a needle and thread mine was a very simple affair - but I remember it well :-)

Sunday, January 13, 2008

 
Blogger Mother of Invention said...

Twilite: Thanks! We're just about to go into a cold snap! It's been mild lately and we lost all the snow!

Abssolute Vanilla: I made one in Gr. 7 too! It was turquoise calico with plain turquoise for the band. No cross-stitch though. I never really learned either!

Sunday, January 13, 2008

 
Blogger Lynette said...

What a heart-warming poem and those memories sound priceless!

Sunday, January 13, 2008

 
Blogger gr said...

Yeah, I am lucky, my mom made us a box of molasses cookies last week and then gave me the recioe.

Monday, January 14, 2008

 
Blogger Diana said...

I can 'see' it, too. Perfectly.

Monday, January 14, 2008

 
Blogger Mother of Invention said...

Lynette: Thanks! We sure have a lot of vivid ones!

GR: So..pass it on! The family Secret!

Diana: Thanks! I'm glad you'd know it anywhere!

Monday, January 14, 2008

 
Anonymous Coll said...

Memories are a precious gift. Your Mom and her apron will be forever close.

Tuesday, January 15, 2008

 
Blogger Mother of Invention said...

Thanks. Don't quite know why I remember it so vividly...probably the cookies connection!

Tuesday, January 15, 2008

 
Blogger Mother of Invention said...

Thanks. Don't quite know why I remember it so vividly...probably the cookies connection!

Tuesday, January 15, 2008

 

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