We women gathered in the kitchen after the table was cleared, opened the oven door and gathered round in various attitudes of comfort. Then we “let our hair down” and visited. The holidays faded away gradually . . . Ethel Dobson Robinson on Christmas 1936
Can't you just see the women gathered around the old wood stove, sitting on a hodge-podge of available chairs and stools, the oven door open? And what do you suppose they talked about when they "let their hair down"?
This morning Mike was anxious to check out our vehicles parked at the neighbor's and asked me to pack up some things that he could carry out to the Dakota. So, I packed the laundry, some books, textiles and clean clothes, and a few food items, which he loaded onto the 4-wheeler.
I have to say here that my husband is wonderful to carry me in and out of here with the stuff I deem important. He never complains about all the back and forthing.
It's been a great holiday for us -- and I look forward to continued nurturing of my inner child. KW