Angela’s post today on washing machines reminded me of one of the many survival skills I learned from my mother-in-law a woman with many talents. She was known as Aunt Susie. Moving to a cabin for the salmon fishery (transhumance of people and their animals) was a new experience in itself. I knew about scrub
Having grown up in Northern Labrador, my family would spend most of the summer at our summer cabin, while Dad fished the seasonal wild Atlantic salmon. Summer cabin meant no lights, no running water and days in a boat checking the fishing nets. It also meant helping Mom wash clothes by hand with a scrubbing
Chile is now coming to the end of summer and the beginning of fall. This means that the school has now started for another year. The mornings and nights are getting cooler, but the days are still warm.