Thursday, June 17, 2010

Speaking of Old Things

See those wooden utensils and tools stuck into the tiny glass vase? Those were carved for my great-grandmother by her grandfather when she was a little girl.

My aunt Reta made the beautiful needlepoint for me.
Sister Joan brought the purply vase from Australia.
The oil lamp came from my grandmother's home.
Sister Karen gave me the rose.

Spoiled; that's me. I have got stuff galore. So much, in fact, that I have taken to hanging the excess out in the oak trees or setting things on the ground beneath them because there's no room in the house.


More rain. This is not good.
I'd better go check the basement.

I'll need these:

Found this photo here and had to laugh because I've always said, due to their width (no I don't have webbed toes — yet), that I have duck feet.


  1. I have got to get me a pair of those feet!

    Your photo was such a joy---little loved things with a history. what could be worth more?

  2. So many precious moments in one photo. Love the shoes. We are finally seeing some sunshine. Hope it sticks through the weekend.

  3. I totally love those shoes.

  4. I love things!
    Especially old things.
    So, Yay! You! Not buying into this whole editing business.


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