She is clothed with strength and dignity; she can laugh at the days to come.
Proverbs 31:25 (NIV)
I remember helping my granny with the chickens. I had so much fun watching my granny with the chickens. She had a switch (now a switch, just in case you don’t know, is a thin long stick to hit with), and my granny would switch and talk to the chickens that she was getting their eggs. She would calmly pick the chickens up, get the eggs, and set the chickens right back down. The chickens didn’t mind at all. I thought my granny had magic.
We would all get together as a family and make cane syrup every year. It was a lot of family fun and work, but it was really good to taste. I remember once when I got stung by a yellow jacket. My granny went and got some real ink and put it on the spot where the yellow jacket stung me. My granny told me it would take the sting right out, and it did. I was later told that was what my granny called, an old time remedy. My granny would go mild the cow and the cow would just stand there and let her get the milk. My granny would take the cream from the milk and place it in a gallon jug. Then she would place a lid on it with a turn handle, and give it to me, and let me turn it. Then the milk would turn to butter. How did she do that? Magic?
God’s wonderful gift: my granny. She was firm, loving, caring, and could chase a cow across the field with a hickory switch.
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