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Monday, October 11, 2010

Part 5

In the kitchen on the same wall as the stove was an old white with red trim baking cabinet. it had cabinets overhead and underneath. this is where she kept her flour and rolled out her dough on the metal table top. beyond that was one of two refrigerators, the other refrigerator was directly across the room beside the back door that led to the porch. also by this door was an old rotary dial wall phone and a pencil tied on a piece of string dangling by the phone to jot down numbers on a notepad.
By the sink was the door that led to the enclosed back porch. just as you walked through the door there was a table on the left that held the ever famous scrap bucket, which was simply an ice cream bucket with a lid that all the dinner scraps went into. just past the table directly in front of you was another door leading outside. Just outside of it was the cool storage building that held the worms that Granny and Grandaddy would dig up and place in containers to sell to fishermen. the long worm beds were on the ground, beyond the chicken coop, behind the house under a covered structure. Anywhere you turned the dirt over, there would be what seemed like hundreds of bright red worms wiggling struggling to get back to their cool place of rest.
Behind the chicken coop was the garden spot. This always seemed like such a large space when first tilled before the plants thrived and crowded the area. then came the harvest and Granny's kitchen stayed humming most of the time until it was all laid by to be used during the winter months ahead.
Granddaddy's large wood pile was stacked up near the backdoor off the kitchen on the left side of the chicken coop. Just as Granny prepared for the winter by storing up food, Grandaddy prepared the wood to heat the house to keep them warm even through the coldest of winters.