We pay a visit to our childhood farm and the oranges were in abundance. My bother was kind enough to pass bags of oranges on. The smell of an orange blossom and the smell of the oil from the orange peel is so unique.
The Afrikaans' poet DJ Opperman wrote the following poem about such memories, related to certain aromas.
"My nooi is in 'n naartjie, my ouma in kaneel.
Daar's iemand ... iemand in anys.
Daar's 'n vrou in elke geur."
Looking for a translation of this little poem I fount the following on the web:
"My girl is in a tangerine,
my grandmother in cinnamon.
There's someone, someone in aniseed.
There's a woman in every flavour."
Thanks to Boeretroos for sharing
The earth underneath the trees is covered with little white flowers. When I find this mud pie of on the Blog of Hostess of The Humble Bungalow I could not resist to share it with you. |
And then there is Vincent van Gogh. The colour orange is forever part of his art.
Vincent van Gogh (1853 - 1890) was probably the most famous Post-Impressionist painter of all times. never enjoying a great level of success or recognition during his life, his posthumous stature has grown enormously, and he has arguably influences almost every artist since. .
Bottles of oranges on my kitchen top |
More bottles . . . . . |
A little display. The blue beads belonged to my granny. She passed on when I was 10 years old and through the years I have always had these little beads with me. |
O and then comes The Graphics Fairy with a excellent design for a label. |
To show off |
They will do as little Christmas gifts for our guests |
Oh wow, Sandra, I just started working on my jars too with labels...I love what you have made! And your jars look gorgeous--WOW, what fabulous gifts!!
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Cindy
Thanks Cindy for your message. May you have a wonderful time canning and jamming.
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ReplyDeleteWhat a charming post. I love the reverence with which you hold everything in life, both from the past and in the present. Your bottles of orange preserve look beautiful. Lucky guests! My Aunt used to make delicious preserve with the oranges that grew on their farm in the Katberg. You have reminded me of times I spent on their farm.
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