The outdated answering-fax-copier-phone machine that sits on my desk has a little alcove like place underneath it for the paper to come out. The handful of cuckle burrs above has been sitting in that space for almost a year.
I can’t even remember where I picked them up. Before they came to live on my desk they lived in a coat pocket for several months. It was an old coat we keep handy for a dash down to Granny’s or to throw out scraps when its cold out.
Chatter put the coat on one day and stuck her hand in the pocket. After a good scream she said “Who in the world put cuckle burrs in this pocket?” I said the first thing that popped into my mind “I did. And they’re my friends so leave them in there!!” Well you can only imagine the response that statement brought from my teenage daughter. It was after that episode that I rescued the cuckle burrs from the pocket and made them comfortable in their new home under the telephone.
I haven’t a clue what made me say they were my friends, but after seeing how Chatter reacted I brought the subject up as often as I could over the next few weeks, asking her if she’d like to hold one and making sure she overheard me talking to them on a regular basis-kinda mean uh?
Cuckle burrs remind me of childhood days: of tromping through fields; playing hide-n-seek; walking home from the bus stop; of the big garden at the end of Mamaw and Papaw’s little house; of making my younger cousin run around screaming when I told her they were bees and put them in her hair.
Do you believe you can make crafts from cuckle burrs? I didn’t either until I discovered these: Cuckle Burr Poodles. I guess you know what Chatter’s going to find in her stocking on Christmas morning don’t you?
Tipper
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33 Comments
Mary Lou McKillip
November 1, 2018 at 9:08 pmTipper. I worked with this lady she was so crafty. She made the cuttist poodle from churkle burrs she paint it black it was a piece of art only Berthia could create
Vernon Kimsey
July 25, 2016 at 6:55 pmCuckle burrs and beggar lice I can put up with much better than I could the sand spurs I encountered during my time in South Carolina. Barefoot boys and sand spurs do not play well together. They really hurt to pick them out of the soles of your feet.
Becky
November 25, 2011 at 11:55 amThat made me laugh…out loud!
I can’t wait to read that post!!
Jennifer in OR
November 23, 2011 at 2:25 pmLOL. Very cute, and we have similar things here that just hitch a ride on everything and scratch you up. But nothing as cute as your cuckle burrs. 😉
lynn legge
November 23, 2011 at 3:45 amlol awww tipper you sure make me smile every day .. i cant thank you enough.. and i love that story of those burrs… as my girls used to get them and throw in each others hair.. but now i wish i had some as those poodles are awfully cute.. i love how you and the girls are.. reminds me of when mine were home.. lol its good to tease.. and then you can say… i hope when you have children they will be just like you .. lol and now i am seeing that my daughter is getting her payback by having a 13 year old daughter just like her.. hahah
much love to you and all .. and have a wonderful thanksgiving..
big ladybug hugs
lynn
Suzi Phillips
November 22, 2011 at 10:36 pmI did wash a cuckle-bur not long ago-& found it in my sock. OUCH!
Hug A Porky
November 22, 2011 at 4:15 pmIn Wisconsin, the tourists from Illinois go crazy for 2 or 3 cockle burrs in a little straw nest. Porcupine eggs: $1 each. Keep warm to hatch.
Charlotte
November 22, 2011 at 2:35 pmThese burrs are a real mess to deal with when they get tangled up in cows’ ears and tales. We try to keep them sprayed in the fields.
Ken
November 22, 2011 at 1:05 pmTipper,
Congradulations to Lanie and
Osagebluff Quilter on winning the
North Wind CD.
I’ve had lots of those cuckle burr
stickers on me from hunting trips.
Spanish needles are the worst for
me, they just dig in. But when I
use to rabbit hunt with my feists,
I got begger lice on my pants and
for taking them hunting those
dogs would pick every one off.
…Ken
Jan
November 22, 2011 at 11:18 amMy grandfather always told us cockle burrs were porcupine eggs! It made sense to kids, so we believed him for years. (He also told us a whole coconut was a mare’s egg!) I may have to go look for some burrs this weekend and make a poodle for my granddaughters. Thanks for the memories!
Osagebluffquilter
November 22, 2011 at 11:16 amI won! I am so looking forward to a CD with more of the girls on it. Of course I love your Dad and Paul too!
Happy Thanksgiving!
martina
November 22, 2011 at 10:58 amGood for you keeping the kids guessing about you!
I have a cockleburr collecting standard poodle. One time I took 20 burrs out of her fur after a visit to a field.
A few years ago the bazaars had ornaments made from teasles (like burrs) but have never seen one made to look like a poodle.
Laura @ Laura Williams Musings
November 22, 2011 at 10:52 amYou gave me a giggle this morning. You’re a mean Momma. lol j/k.
Elizabeth K
November 22, 2011 at 10:52 amCute story. I hope you’ll share Chatter’s reaction to the poodle after Christmas! Keep talking to your friends, LOL.
EBet
November 22, 2011 at 9:23 amThose little poodles are a good idea, they’re so cute!!!
grandpa ken
November 22, 2011 at 9:02 amTipper
It took man centuries to invent velcro but the Lord above had the original patent. The burs were there with that idea forever, he let us see thing sometimes.
dolores
November 22, 2011 at 8:57 amI always wanted to know what those things were called. Now I know. However, I must admit they are a bit lithal when they just appear unexpectly. I noticed that now there is coal disguised as bubble gum this year. Just an idea!!! I hope you and your family have a wonderful Thanksgiving – cuckle burrs included.
Ron Banks
November 22, 2011 at 8:48 amTipper,in addition to the cuckle burrs I remember beggar lice and hitch hikers. I’m not sure what the correct names are but I do remember being covered in them more than once as a boy. I loved playing around the garden in the fall. I would use it as my own battlefield. I would crawl between the rolls like I was in the trenches. I would pull up the root ball of the corn stalks and lob them like grenades. I remember getting the beggar lice all over me and using my trusty pocket knife blade to scrape them off.Just thinking back to those days makes me smile…thanks!
sandra
November 22, 2011 at 8:41 ambe sure to photograph the cuckle burr poodles you put in the stocking. i popped over for a peek at the poodles and they are adorable. and thanks for telling me what these are. i found some of these at Emerson point and took photographs but did not know what they are. i love it when i find something that flips me back in time and brings on the memories. down here in GA and FL we have sand spurs… they do not bring fond memories.
Belva
November 22, 2011 at 8:37 amI enjoy your posts so much. They really make my day! The little cuckle burr poodles are so cute. I wouldn’t mind having some of those in my stocking. I can remember having to get them out of my socks after walking through the woods. Thanks for bringing back so many good memories!
Sheryl Paul
November 22, 2011 at 8:24 amOh, these are the most horrible things to get out of your clothes. If you miss one before washing, they are most sure to end up in your underwear.
Kimberly Burnette
November 22, 2011 at 8:23 amHA-HA! I love the fact that you are talking to the cuckle burrs!!! Chatter might be thinking that it is time to call the men in the little white coats to come and take you away! 😉
LINDA L. KERLIN
November 22, 2011 at 8:02 amI always was the one to pick those cockleburrs and boggie-lice off my dad hunting clothing– not a good memory but? a memory just the same—and thank for the info of how velcro came to be—although I am not a fan of that either—-Linda
kay dallas
November 22, 2011 at 7:57 ammy grandfather (since gone home to be with the Lord) told my mother and her 5 sisters that you could use these cuckle burrs as curlers in your hair LOL. well my grandmother (also home with the Lord) had a hissy fit about this because she had to cut all of their hair. This was told to me by my mother (also home with Lord). I can’t even imagine. Love your posts
Pat in east TN
November 22, 2011 at 7:52 amThe poodles are cute and I got a kick out of your story of them being in the coat pocket! I just know they’re a dickens to get out of a dog with longer hair!
Uncle Al
November 22, 2011 at 7:39 amThat was sure a funny story Tipper. I bet the look on her face will be priceless. I haven’t had any of those show up round her for a while. You know I do have some sweetgum tree seed balls that might make a bigger poodle. I picked them up at my mama’s on a recent visit and have had them in a bag in the basement. I’ll have to give that some more thought though.
I also liked. B. Ruth’s comment about the the memory that will “stick” with you! LOL
Sassy
November 22, 2011 at 7:37 amI love this story.. I also have 2 girls, those teen years can be fun but can also be brutal. So I always get a kick out of a little surprise on them once in a while. LOL
Canned Quilter
November 22, 2011 at 7:37 amWith two long haired dogs living in the country cockle burrs are the bane of my existence! One good rabbit hunt and I spend hours getting them out of their fur.
Don Casada
November 22, 2011 at 6:56 amTipper and Alica,
A feller (and fellow engineer, I would proudly add) by the name of George de Mestral did indeed come up with something that is functionally beautiful based on cockleburrs.
In the 1940’s, after removing cockleburrs from his dog’s coat and his britches, he took a look at them under a microscope and saw the hooks that would help the cockleburr hitch a ride with most anything that came wandering along. From that came the invention of velcro.
Nature has many lessons to teach us, if we but had ears to hear.
Jo
November 22, 2011 at 6:24 amhad forgotten about CockleBurrs. Thanks for bringing back memories again. I think I’ll walk the edge of a field this weekend and find some dried dog fennel also.
Alica
November 22, 2011 at 6:02 amHmmm…I’m glad someone came up with something nice to use those cuckle burrs for…the poodles are cute!
Jen
November 22, 2011 at 5:44 amOh poor Chatter! 🙂
B. Ruth
November 22, 2011 at 5:43 amTipper,
Your post was so funny, but do you dread the pay-back?…I think teenage daughters would be able to think of some revenge type mischief…
Now then those little cuckle-bur poodles are “fine as frog hair”…and if I was able to walk in the old garden, I’d gather me a few on my old fleece joggers, pick ’em off and make me one…LOL
Thanks for a memory that will “stick” with you!..LOL