Memories

I've been thinking alot about what I remember about Grandma and Grandpa. Thought I would share just a few that stand out to me.

*Many a gospel lesson (Gospel of the Clean Plate...that is) taught from the step stool with the fold up step. Can you remember the color of the seat?
*Picking raspberries from their HUGE patch, an empty paint can (clean of course) tied around my waist with a flour sack towel. Grandma always telling me to stop eating the berries "or there won't be enough to put up"
*Peonies...I purposely added some to my front flower bed just this year
*The smell of Grandpas closet as we played inside
*I always think of Grandma whenever I visit with someone and they rest their hand on my arm or leg. I swear she could not complete her thoughts without that physical connection.
*I always think of Grandpa whenever I see someone close their eyes when they are speaking, I loved the laugh/smile/excitement that came over his face right after he opened them back up after he made his point
*Dried apricots---nobody has ever made them better (harder...if you remember) Sorry mom
*Digging potatoes while listening to conference or a BYU game
*Buckets of rocks. Grandpa and Grandma didn't visit our house often (seemed we always congregated at their house) but I remember Grandpa bringing a couple buckets of rocks every time he visited and dumping them in the irrigation ditch
*I have wished from time to time that I had Grandpas money printing press that was stored in the cabinet above the couch in the TV room...who got that by the way?

Anyway that was more than a few.

I miss them.