I love aprons. I can remember both my grandmothers wore then
while cooking Sunday dinner. My mother’s-mother wore hers when she
made the most delicious biscuits. It was always covered in flower and it use to
hand right next to the china cabinet. Both my
grandmothers’ took great pride in their aprons. They were always starched to perfection. There was a beauty to those
apron that always made me smile. I
as a child looked forward to the day I would be gifted with my own apron.
As so many things have, aprons have gone the way of the
sewing machine and typewriter. Yet, imagine my surprise when I discovered on Pinterest
Boards dedicated to the apron. I think I’ll order an apron and a bag of flour.
~Abby~
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