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Sunday, August 14, 2011

simple goodness

here is our first humble potato from the garden




cut up and cooked in butter - that's all



when my grandmother was a young mom in WW2 France
a neighbor brought her a potato from their garden
she sat on the stoop and wept as she ate that potato raw
she wept for her hungry children inside her house
she wept for herself
and she wept for the baby growing inside her

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13 comments:

  1. my cup of teaAugust 14, 2011 at 10:49 AM

    Wow, what a story! Your grandmother was a very brave lady! It makes you look at that potato in a totally different way. Hope you are enjoying your Sunday.
    ~Donna~

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  2. JillAugust 14, 2011 at 11:07 AM

    I was reading about the famine in Africa in the paper this morning. There just aren't words. May we all do what we are called to do to help. Beautiful post.

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  3. ElizabethAugust 14, 2011 at 2:31 PM

    And here you are -- paying attention to her and the simplest things.

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  4. Bleubeard and ElizabethAugust 14, 2011 at 2:57 PM

    I bet that potato was a godsend for your Grandmother. Very touching story and I like how you tied it to the potato from your own garden.

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  5. Gayle PriceAugust 14, 2011 at 3:45 PM

    A beautiful post....giving, delicious, simple and sad. xx

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  6. Terri KahrsAugust 14, 2011 at 4:55 PM

    Sometimes the most simple pleasure have the most meaning. Thank you for sharing your family's story with us, Kimmie. And . . . enjoy your time away from the Matrix. I've just logged back in after a two week break. Summer is dwindling quickly, so enjoy! Hugs, Terri xoxo

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  7. AnonymousAugust 15, 2011 at 3:12 AM

    Beautiful post Kimmie. It is the elemental things that matter most. xox Corrine

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  8. SueAugust 15, 2011 at 5:06 AM

    Simply deliciously touching.

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  9. AnonymousAugust 15, 2011 at 5:58 AM

    gorgeous golden color. To appreciate the simple things, the small gestures, is to understand our connection with the Universe. All is one.
    Have a wonderful beginning to your week :-)
    Peace~
    Dawn

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  10. ~*~Patty SAugust 15, 2011 at 6:58 AM

    beautiful
    and
    beautiful
    dear Kimmie
    oxo

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  11. rebeccaAugust 15, 2011 at 7:01 AM

    you conjure lifetimes of longing in a single potato.

    today your origami post is featured as part of my crescendoh guest curator week.
    just know how honored i am to share a glimpse into the beauty of you!

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  12. HalleAugust 15, 2011 at 7:11 AM

    Amazing story to be passed down. Thanks for sharing it with us.

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  13. SallyanneAugust 15, 2011 at 2:22 PM

    Thank you for remembering this story. Liv, so well named, was a strong, brave and always optimistic woman--an example for her daughter and her granddaughter. Beautiful potato! I can almost taste it! :)

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