Standing in my kitchen,
I was in the shadow of this print which hangs in the Dining Room.
It belonged to my Great Grandmother Lizzie Faires Davis
and according to my Mom,
it hung in Great Grandma's Dining Room.
(A fact I found out months after I hung it in my house)
I took those peaches
and combined them with a recipe given to me
by Lizzie's daughter, Hazeline...
a.k.a. the Grandmother I called
Just the aroma of pulling that cobbler out of the oven
brought back memories of being at Memaw's in the summer
and impatiently waiting for her to break out the cobbler.
For one brief moment,
three generations of Peach Cobbler Bakers
shared space in my kitchen.