Today I switched out the plates on the kitchen plate rack. It is always sad for me when I change the inside decor from fall to Christmas/Winter because I hate to say goodbye to Autumn. I mean, what's not to like about a season that has it all? Mild weather, beautiful colors, bird migration, fun outside activities, harvest festivals...on and on.
*sigh*
However, this pattern by Myott, "The Hunter", which has several scenes of a hunter and his trusty dog, is more than appropriate to grace the kitchen because hunting season is in full swing.
The hunting scenes depicted by a Myott artist all those many years ago bring back fond memories of when Jim was growing up,his farm family had a tradition of hunting on Thanksgiving morning. Jim, his brother, dad, uncles, cousins, and anyone else who wanted to join the hunting party bundled up like Elmer Fudd's (at least, that is how I remember them the first Thanksgiving that I spent with them) and headed out the door, happy to be out of the confines of an overloaded house.
Maybe they thought that they were getting out of work, but really it was a blessing to the womenfolk to not have the men underfoot while they prepared the feast.
These days the men lay around on Lazy Boys and sofas watching TV, and the women have become hunters (at area grocery stores for pies, relish trays, deli salads, and the like to ease their burdens of feeding a large crowd).
One thing remains constant no matter who is the hunter (or even if there are none)....the family gathers.
Marcheta *let the hunt begin
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