The Legacy of My Farmer Grandparents: Hearty Harvest Loaf

With closed eyes, I can still see now, the clay-roofed, neat snow-white house of my grandparents, with its veranda of slender, ruched tree-trunks surrounding it on all sides, so that, in case of a thunder or hail storm, the window-shutters could be shut without one getting wet. The cottage was standing in a village full […]