Passing Seasons

When Caroline's grandmother was given the cast-iron frying pan as a wedding gift, she seasoned it in the campfire as they began their journey west in a covered wagon to stake a claim on free land in Dakota.  She passed it down to Caroline's mother as a house-warming gift when she grew up and married, along with a crazy quilt she'd made from sewing scraps. When Caroline's mother died, she was buried in the well-worn quilt just as she had wanted, and the cast-iron frying pan became Caroline's. 

Now Caroline smiled as she cleaned it for the last time, remembering the time when she was small and her mother has wielded it as a weapon to hammer home a point when her father came home drunk one night, and he had never committed that offense again. 

That was a long time ago, and Caroline's son was coming the next day to move her into a nursing home where she would have the care she needed.  She patted the old frying pan lovingly and thought to herself, "My granddaughter is going to love this."
I'm joining Ivy Walker at "Uncharted"
where the cue this week is "season"
Come and share your story with us!


  1. As the granddaughter who uses her grandmother's cast iron still, i love this story!

  2. Nice double take - the seasons of life and a seasoned pan! This made me tear up a little.

  3. Great way to go on this word! My cast iron is over 100 years old.

  4. If only the pan could speak - what stories it could tell! What a lovely story.

    My 6SS - Life's Seasons

  5. A beautiful tale of the generations and seasons of life. I can vividly picture the very first owner of the pan setting out to begin a new life on the frontier, and the seasoning of her life and the generations to come. Really wonderful.

  6. very nice story.*

    *visual still strong on 'hammer home a point' lol


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