I love the Placerville Maid label, above, because the little girl looks very similar to what my sisters and I looked like when we were little, and also because our mother used to work packing pears in Placerville (say that real fast five times!)
I used to deliver mail to the Sierra Glen Ranch, and it is as lovely a place as the picture on the label implies! The label below cracks me up because Placerville is not a "Big City" - although, like a lot of towns, it's much bigger than it used to be! But, I mean, really - skyscrapers? No.
And last, but not least, Placerville in plaid!
To this day, I still love Bartlett pears, but they have to be just right as far as the stage of ripening. I also just plain like the name Bartlett, because I have very fond memories of the Bartlett family, who were friends of ours years ago. Melba and Roger, and their kids Sunny, Laurel, and Paul. They had the most beautiful farm property! I wish I was there right now.
3 comments:
It was so much fun to go in the barn loft, swim in the pond or creek, climb up on the Indian Grinding rock, pick blackberries. I treasure my beefsteak begonia also that was started from a leaf off of Melba's. She always grew it in her Southern window, and that is where I keep mine. I have two now. They are rather hard to get started from the leaves, so I consider myself very lucky to have it. Love T
So, this might be a dumb question, but do "Bartlett" pears come from the name of the family that you were friends with? As in, they are the ones who developed that pear? That is really cool!
Oh, no, I don't think so! but wouldn't it be neat if they were? Melba was an artist and one of Mother's best friends.
Post a Comment