“A grandma is warm hugs and sweet memories.” Barbara Cage
Today I am grateful for the love of Grandmothers and Circus Peanuts. Yes circus peanuts!
Those orange marshmallowy nuggets of spun sugar molded into the fanciful shape of peanuts in their shell.
When I was a child and we visited my grandmother she always offered us the treat of two circus peanuts from a large bag. Sometimes these goodies were soft and squishy but it never came as a surprise if they were stale and hard.
Truthfully, I never liked the taste but their sweetness represented the love of my grandmother and the treasures were a gift from her loving hands. Two were the normal limit but for the price of a smile you could often win a third.
It’s been so long since I’ve touched my grandmother’s hands but every few years, spellbound, I buy a bag of circus peanuts. I eat only two and I close the bag. They taste no better than they did when I was a child but I am reminded of the love offered from the hands of my grandmother. So in tribute, I slowly reopen the bag and I feast on every circus peanut left in the bag. Loving memories wrapped inside puffy orange-ness. Devoured!
Be Well. Stay Safe. Much Love.
Story & Photo: © 2020 Molly Cox