This week's theme is "something old" and here are the rest of my photos for the week.
My mammaw's china. When we were cleaning out her house so we could move in, we found 2 big boxes full. Never used. No one knew she had it. She did have probably an 8 piece setting of it that she did use for everyday. Knowing her, she kept the other packed away to replace broken ones. I would love to know the story behind how she acquired it. I've researched it and it was made in the late 40's/early 50's...around the time mom was born.
Each violet peeps from its dwelling to gaze at the bright stars above.
My mammaw's earrings.
She gave them to me when I was 16 & I wore them religiously, even though they were clip-ons and did dreadful things to my ears. I was going through my Madonna material girl, rhinestone & lace phase. It tickled her that I loved them so though she had a hard time believing I "actually wore those old things". The doily was made by either she or my great-grandmother. I'm fortunate to have a bag full of these little jewels that they made.
This was a ring I wore when I was little. I think it was an Easter gift.
No matter how long the winter, spring is sure to follow.
DH & I are rock hounds. Not so much now as we were when we were younger but we still get out & go for a hike occasionally, looking down for a glimmer of flint all the while. Here are some treasures from our most recent finds.
When you're riding in a time machine way far into the future, don't stick your elbow out the window, or it'll turn into a fossil.
One of Mammaw's old canning jars, filled with her buttons, sitting on one of her doilies with keys that unlock secret places that I've yet to find.
She left pieces of her life behind her everywhere she went.