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Shar, can just see you on the hunt for anything you could find to dye..love the spiderwort as well...
Your article brought back memories as well, when my beloved grandmother had her mom live with us (I was but a child) and our Friday morning outings was a walk up town to the dairy, a glass of cold buttermilk .. lordy I hated that white stuff...but back then you dare not say 'no thank you'..we've come a long way..lol..then darling Great Great Grandmother would have her afternoon 'porter' remember it was brown, thick and ucky...but she thought all the hardships of the week would be made well by her Friday outings..
Thank you, Betty.
The best part of remembering and writing about Aunt Bett is the mountain memories. But I also love finding her recipes and directions for the things she did.
I don't like buttermilk either, but I remember that she loved it!
Thanks again.
I do enjoy the stories. I had never seen spiderwort until after I married Jack. I guess it just didn't grow where my parents lived. Anyway, Jack's mother had another name for it. Snotweed. For the sap of the stems. She loved the plants too but regretted they weren't good cut flowers. I had dug some and moved them to our yard after I fell in love with them. I now have the wild one, a bright pink shorter one, and Ospre(?), a white one with lavender in the center of the bloom.
Thanks, Leaflady...they are lovely flowers. I have a cluster of the wild ones, too, the pure blues. Also have the pinks and purples, but have never had the white ones. I will be on the look out for them.
I have also heard it called Snotweed, but hated to call such a pretty flower such a yucky name!
Thanks, again.
I hate that name too but for years it was the only name I knew for it. There is another white one out now too. Iceburg or something like that I think. It doesn't seem to spread like the others.The bright pink one spreads like wild fire!
She was in her 80's, maybe 85. I need to look in my records before I answer this. I will do just that before I write again! She was born about 1890, died sometime in the early 70's.
I love your Aunt Bet srories! We had an "Aunt Min" in our neighborhood when I was a kid. She was the local "medicine man"! She cured all kinds of ills with poultices, and herbs. She wasn't our real Aunt, but that's what everyone called her.
She walked everywhere she went and carried a large walking stick. She always wore an apron and a sun bonnet that tied under her chin. She always had a "dip" of snuff in her mouth! She was a skinny lady that laughed a lot, but very homely and no teeth!
My sister had an infection in her knee when she was about 4 years old (back before penicillin) that the doctor's said was hopeless. Aunt Min came and brought her medical supplies and knowledge to the rescue! My sister recovered completely and never had any trouble with that knee! She is now 73 and can outwalk me!
What wonderful memories your stories bring back! Thank you so much!
I am so glad you enjoy the stories. Aunt Bett was very much like your Aunt Min, except I don't think she ever used snuff. She did wear a bonnet and an apron, though. I have one of her bonnets, the homemade kind.
