honey cakes

Author: angiem, 11 15th, 2009

The wind blows gently through the fir trees and the walnut’s leaves are scattered across the driveway in a carpet of gold. Whatever leaves are still hanging on tremble and dance, and it could be just hours before the waves of the wind beckon them away completely. It had rained all night. Its incessant tap-tapping on the windowpanes keeping in rhythm with the children’s gentle snores, before puddling down beneath the green tinted petals of the hydrangea bushes.

The house is cozy and warm, a gentle fire burning on the hearth. The young wood fizzles and cracks. It isn’t old enough or dry enough for the honor of such a job, but it is splendidly keeping us spellbound. Sitting here, I am reminded of autumns as a child in my beloved Tanti Marie’s village house. Woods and wild forest as far as the eye could see… Oh, how I loved that place! And the wind blowing fiercely, rattling the shingled roof and rustling through the mulberry trees in the courtyard.

On rainy days she would weave her rugs on the loom, entertaining us with stories of the wild creatures in the ancient forest of ashes, oaks, and pines behind her house, and how they had come down at dawn or at dusk, snatching the hens out of the henhouse. And sometimes yes, even children. The bears and the wolves had no fear of the men and women of the village, and we were cautioned to never linger on a darkened road.

On warm days she would get a few village boys and smoke out the beehives running up the hillside, squeezing the honey from the combs and filling oak barrels with it. Those wild raspberry and blackberry bushes produced the best tasting honey. We ate to our heart’s content, and for days after every meal was prepared with it. When we returned to the city, we had delicious honey to last us through the winter.  And with the honey cakes, precious memories of a gentle soul who had spoiled us with her pure love.

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27 Responses to “honey cakes”

  1. Deb Says:

    Thanks for sharing! Beautiful, I felt as though I were there.

  2. Jena Says:

    Whatever you write you captivate me. Beautiful. What a lucky and blessed childhood you had.

  3. Couture Cookie Says:

    What a fantastic post - I really enjoyed reading it. I can almost taste the honeycakes now…!

  4. Secretia Says:

    I like it that your story takes me back to another time, when people harvested their own honey in the wild. A good read.

  5. Bebe Says:

    I love it! You captured my imagination with this one. Your Tante Marie is quite interesting.

  6. angiem Says:

    Yes, she sure was interesting, and very much loved. She passed away 25 years ago, and I still miss her. Thank you for liking my stories, and of course, for reading me.

  7. Susan R. Mills Says:

    Beautiful! Thanks for sharing.

  8. Jessica Says:

    That’s so sweet! It’s amazing how certain smells and seasons take us back to things in our childhood.

  9. Karen@SurvivingMotherhood Says:

    What a beautiful picture you have painted with your words. I’m missing my fireplace now! *sniff*

  10. audrey Says:

    Angie your writing, the stories you share, are like songs that sweep us up and carry us to sweet places. I love it too.

    thanks so much for inviting us back to your beautiful childhood… and too the loveliness of your life now. it’s so good for the heart.

    missed you! thanks for checking in on me, and so happy to be connected again…

  11. Renee Khan Says:

    She sounds amazing Angie. I love amazing people (a.k.a. kind people).

    Love Renee xoxo

  12. Gigi Says:

    Your description feels almost like a magical fairy tale! What wonderful memories to carry with you of honey and wild forests.

    Thanks for stopping by my place and leaving your lovely comments! xo Gigi

  13. Adina Says:

    As always, Angie, this is a lovely piece…makes me wonder back to my childhood years at my sweet grandma’s house.

  14. rochambeau Says:

    Beautiful words and image too! Nice to find you hear in Blogland!

    xox
    Constance

  15. Autumn Says:

    I love this post! It feels like something out of a children’s book! Now I want honey cakes! Do you think that you can make me some and ship them to Ohio? lol. :)

  16. Stephanie Faris Says:

    There’s no replacing the things that people used to do with their children…natural sorts of things that are now substituted with frozen corn and microwaves and ready-made meals.

  17. Lydia, Clueless Crafter Says:

    It has only been in the past year that I have been taken back to my childhood through a remembered scent, sound, touch. It feels like this part of me has suddenly and quite inexplicably become heightened. I’m nostalgic all the time, yet not in a way that wishes to live in the past.

    It’s as if I have a deference for history that I never had before. I quite like it. I feel more whole.

    I stuck in the other night, very much fueled my your gentle guidance that I stay true to myself.

    I gathered my friend for a Sunday evening visit to a hillbilly band in Brooklyn’s hipster neighborhood, Williamsburg. We stomped our feet to a fiddle, replete (or shall I say not?) with snapped bow strings and a banjo player juggling a Pabst.

    It was perfect!

  18. Ruth Says:

    Beautiful, descriptive, feel like I was there. Romania is on my travel list!

  19. Susu Paris Chic Says:

    How lovely… I can just smell that sweet honey!

  20. angiem Says:

    Thank you all! And if I could ship you all some honey cakes, I would!

  21. Ava Says:

    How about sharing the recipe? Love the post. Right out of a fairy tale.

  22. Miss Cavendish Says:

    Ahhh–my MIL always has honeycakes (store-bought, natch!) when we visit . . . I’ll contact you whenever lovely book arrives chez moi. I must retrieve it from my SIL’s place, so please don’t think I’m rude–just verrry slow . . .

  23. deb @ talk at the table Says:

    I was completely lost in a good way in these words of yours. I read it aloud a second time. You are gifted, you gifted.

  24. Renee Khan Says:

    kises xxx and hugs ooo

  25. rochambeau Says:

    Dear Angie,
    Thank you for dropping by and your kind words yesterday.
    I just took a look at you and your beautiful family and world here on your site!

    Constance

  26. French Fancy Says:

    Angie, this was such a lovely post. Your Tante sounded a fabulous woman.

  27. Ani Says:

    Wonderful… with the house quite… children asleep… this story brings so much calmness and peace. It brings back memories of when I was just 6 years old and we went “la tara” we did the same thing…squeeze than honey right out of the honey comb. Beautiful piece. Love it! You are truly talented Angie keep up the great work!

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