Dang folks this thread got me to thinking about my early childhood on a one horse farm in Middle Ga. where everybody
had a job even little kids , mine was to empty the slop jar first thing in the morning and bring in a skuttle of coal from the pile. Memories ? Oh man let me see.
Door knob on the three holer was an empty sewing thread spool
Hog killing , chitllin cleaning , riding a mule home from field , sitting at the end of row while my Dad plowed
Soap making in a washpot , sitting next to my Dad in a one horse wagon ( I can still hear the axel screech )
Smoke house , hay stacks on poles , homemade shirts from flour sacks
Tater hill in the back yard , winnowing peas ( you put 'em in a croaker sack and beat 'em with a stick then threw in the air with a big
round white oak basket tray looking deal , breeze blew the chaff away )
Baths on back porch in a wash tub , sisters went first I was last. water bucket on shelf back porch , gourd dipper
These folks that want to go back to homesteading days and be self sufficient have no idea , been there done that . In retrospect
I'm kinda glad I got to live that , everything after even until this day has been a piece of cake .