Hunkered Down Neath The Pecan Tree

 

Sista #2

Lord have mercy, the littlest things just crack me up.

I was just sitting here and heard someone on t.v. say "hunkered down" and it immediately took me back nearly 20 years ago. We lived in town, at the time, on Rosemary Avenue. Dr. Gamble lived next door and had a pecan tree almost on our property line. Actually, some of the branches reached over into our yard.  

Sista came over one night and saw pecans lying on the ground and just had to have some. She sent me inside to get her a bag to gather them in and when I came back out, all I saw was........

Sista.....hunkered down neath that pecan tree on all fours.....gathering fallen pecans into the tail of her shirt. I laughed at the sight of this long-legged grown women sneaking pecans like a squirrel hoarding nuts for the winter. We got a good case of the giggles because we were scared to death Dr. Gamble was going to catch us.  

Sneaking around in dark shadows on all fours......it's just the little things that makes a memory special.

Happy Friday Y'all,
 Laurie