Last week a cold front blew across South Carolina, and we had winds that gusted up to 40 miles per hour at Windham’s Crossroads. I knew I was going to have to pick up limbs out of the yard because our house is surrounded by pecan trees. The good news is that along with the limbs, a bumper crop of pecans fell.
While we were picking up the pecans, I told Jane the history of the trees. There are 5 trees out of the original 9 that were planted by my father and my grandfather when my father was a young boy. Since my father was 86 when he passed away, and that was 14 years ago, I have deducted that the pecan trees are almost 100 years old. And yes, they still produce pecans, and this year there are plenty.
Although I hated the job of picking up pecans when I was young, it was how I made my Christmas spending money. I can’t remember how many I picked up or how much they were per pound, but I do remember that I had about $50 to spend at Christmas. That was a lot of money in the early 1960s.
How is this for luck? Jay’s Trading Post, which is located across the street, just bought the equipment to shell pecans.
Coming soon, Jane will post my mother Sarah Windham’s recipe for cooking pecans that’s become a holiday tradition for the Windham family at the Cottage at the Crossroads. And no, it’s not a recipe for pecan pie.
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