Shaking the Nickel Bush (2013)
“I couldn’t do much about Lonnie’s washing. He was sleeping in his dirty shirt, and his old overalls were so full of grease that I couldn’t have got them clean without boiling them in lye water. After I had my washing done and hung out on a creosote bush I washed our dishes and silverware, and scoured the frying pan and Dutch oven with sand. With Shiftless shimmying the way she was, we kicked up as much dust as a cavalry regiment, and most of it seemed to have settled in the orange crate we used... as a pantry. And from cooking over greasewood campfires the frying pan, Dutch oven, and dishpan had grown a black shell as thick and hard as a turtle’s.
After the dishes were done I started cleaning the hens Lonnie had swiped, but the job would have been easier if he’d just wrung their necks and brought them with their clothes on. In that way I could have rubbed clay into the feathers, smeared on a coat half an inch thick, and roasted them in the coals from a campfire.MoreLess
After the dishes were done I started cleaning the hens Lonnie had swiped, but the job would have been easier if he’d just wrung their necks and brought them with their clothes on. In that way I could have rubbed clay into the feathers, smeared on a coat half an inch thick, and roasted them in the coals from a campfire.MoreLess
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