I know it’s not a popular mindset, but normal everyday average chores make me happy. I love hanging my clothes on the line, talking to the chickens and gathering eggs, picking veggies in the garden, or sweeping the front porch. I get excited about storing produce in the freezer, baking bread, using up scraps for a pretty quilt, and sitting down to a good book at the end of the day.
I found this poem years and years ago in a magazine. It really spoke to me. At the end of a day of housework and garden chores, I really do feel like it’s been the perfect day. [clickandtweet handle=”” hashtag=”” related=”” layout=”” position=””]The “simple life” isn’t really simple, but it’s very satisfying![/clickandtweet] I hope you enjoy this poem as much as I do!
Grandmother on a winter’s day
Milked the cows and fed them hay
Slopped the hogs, saddled the mule
And got the children off to school
Did a washing, mopped the floors
Washed the windows, and did some chores
Cooked a dish of home-dried fruit
Pressed her husband’s Sunday suit
Swept the parlor, made the bed
Baked a dozen loaves of bread
Split some firewood, and lugged it in
Enough to fill the kitchen bin
Cleaned the lamps and put in oil,
Stewed some apples she thought would spoil
Cooked a supper that was delidious
And afterwards, washed up all the dishes
Fed the cat and sprinkled the clothes
Mended a basketful of hose
Then opened the organ and began to play
“When you come to the end of a perfect day”
Hi! I’m Nicki! Welcome to my blog! A little about me? I’m a 9th generation Texan living on a nine-acre homestead in North Texas with my husband and five children. I write about homeschooling, history, freedom, my faith, homesteading, reading, and quilting. If you want faith-based encouragement, be sure to follow me on Instagram, Facebook, Twitter, Pinterest, and subscribe to my blog!
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